When snow is in the forecast, a childlike excitement rushes in to eclipse my general distaste for winter. Sense memories of popping out of bed early to call the school closing hotline (296-5886) and hear the sweet refrain, "All..Albemarle..County...public schools...will be closed..." still prompt me to rush to the window upon waking to assess accumulation totals and prospects for a snow day.
I love snow, and this most recent winter storm did not disappoint. All told, Syracuse got about a foot between Thursday night and Saturday. Heavier wetter stuff on the bottom, topped with a whipped layer of fluffy lake effect snow that petered out by yesterday morning. Sure, the novelty of snow wears off eventually, perhaps when you lose electricity, or as you're still shoveling the driveway and chipping ice off your windshield in early March, but this year I'm enjoying all the benefits of a snow tourist. My three Upstate snowfalls have been punctuated by trips to California, Hawaii, Virginia (which to be fair, has had its share of snow this year), Arizona, and soon to be North India--where I am unlikely to see another snowfall.
Estimated departure is now set for Tuesday, February 15. Syracuse to O'Hare, O'Hare to Delhi. Didn't even know that route existed before last week, but there you go. Accounting for mandatory seven-day home quarantine in a New Delhi hotel and the subsequent apartment hunt, I hope to hit the ground in earnest by the beginning of March.
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