On Sunday, the temps dropped to -25 with the windchill and I was actually a bit scared to go out and get coffee, but I put on everything I owned and made it safely.
Now everyone is trying to recover. It appears that we might be breaking free from the snow cycle and there's a lot to cleanup. There are lots of places where you are walking down the sidewalks and you can't even see the street. It's a bit discerning. Lots of intersections require you to launch yourself through tiny tunnels in the giant snowbanks. If you are able to get through the snowbank you land smack dab in a puddle of slush. There's a nonverbal communication between you and your fellow pedestrians to determine who has the right of way on the sidewalks that have become wide enough for only one person to traverse them. Cambridge still has it's parking ban in effect and there's talk of turning some roads in East Cambridge from two ways to one ways to deal with the narrowing of the roads. In other words, it's surreal. I can't truly describe what it is like around here. A friend who recently moved to the West Coast said to me that she kind of wished she was around to experience this and I know what she means. All though it's been crazy, it's definitely been historic. I feel like I will talk about this winter for many years to come. Plus, I've had an awesome time enjoying the neighborhood during the storms. JO and I have had a great time over these last four weeks and for that I'm grateful!
I heard a rumor that it might get into the 40s on Sunday with rain. I should be happy about this but instead I'm scared, where will all of this snow go when it melts?
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