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We've been very busy here the past few days, primarily getting my son Drew off to Asia where he's going on a cruise/tour with his grandmother for almost three weeks. They are currently on a 14-hour flight from Chicago to Seoul, South Korea.
Drew had some social obligations to fill over the weekend (I drove) and then we had to go shopping for things he needed for the trip. Yesterday was a holiday here, so Drew was off school, which made it a great opportunity for us to spend some time together before his departure.
Then we had a little adventure.
He needed to be at the airport near Baltimore at 7:00 this morning. Well, I checked the weather yesterday morning and learned that we had 1-2" of snow predicted. Not a problem. We'd just leave for the airport a little early, like at 5:30 am.
By yesterday afternoon, though, the sky looked pretty ominous and the weather forecast was not so travel friendly. 2-4" of snow, ending right about the time we'd have to start driving.
For those of you who live in areas that receive a lot of snow, 2-4" is nothing, right? I grew up in New England and I remember waiting for the school bus in worse storms than that. (We just had to be sure to jump up onto the snowbank when the bus came down the hill because we knew it would slide right through the icy intersection. Back in those days we were smart enough not to get hit. Anyhoo.)
But this is Delaware we're talking about, and Maryland, and you have to know that more than 2" of snow is downright crippling. I mean, the news says 2-4" overnight and the kids *know* they won't have school the next day. And the stores immediately run out of essentials like milk, eggs, and bread (apparently everyone eats French Toast on snow days) and toilet paper. Hmmm.
Drew's grandmother called and invited him to stay over at a hotel near the airport. By that time, it was sleeting out, and dark, so we decided to wait it out until morning.
Then we heard this:
Not looking good.
So we decided to drive before it got really bad, loaded up the car, and began our adventure.
The one-hour trip to the airport took three hours. For much of the drive, visibility was seriously inhibited by snow, it was impossible to see the lines on the highway (but we could tell we were on the road because of the guard rails, haha), and while we started our trip at 40 mph (vs. the customary 65 mph), we crawled the last few miles at about 10 mph. The really scary part was the 30 minutes we didn't see another car on the snow-covered highway and I wondered if somehow I was some insane person to be driving in a crazy blizzard.
But we made it safely to the hotel where we got to sleep for a few blissful hours.
I sure hope he brings back some nice fabric from Japan. Oh, and that he has a good, safe trip. ;)