If you’re currently situated somewhere in the Northeastern United States, then you’re well aware of the current state of the weather union. But, if you haven’t yet been briefed on the situation, here it is in one word: SNOW. While this isn’t my first snowy rodeo, it is only my second real New England winter (Yes, I get it, I know I missed the real big winter of 2015 and nothing we’ve seen even compares to that). This means that even the lightest of snow flurries still gets me overwhelmingly excited and I still don’t think it’s a hassle to put on a huge coat and snow boots for a trek outside.
However, last Thursday marked the most exciting day thus far in my whole two-winter experience: MY FIRST SNOW DAY! I couldn’t believe I was actually waking up to an email that BU would be closed due to large amounts of snow pouring down all day long. While other people were thankful for a day off to catch up on work, I was busy googling “things to do on a snow day”. I didn’t even mind that when I told all my friends in Florida about my snow day they were leaving to go tan by the pool. (Okay, that’s a lie I was actually very upset and still confused how it could be hailing down snow here and like 10 states away it’s a perfect beach day…).
Donning two pairs of pants, 3 shirts, boots and my coat, I walked all over the deserted town and couldn’t believe that no one else wanted to go outside and play in the snow! Granted, it was understandable when after 10 minutes of trying to make a snowman my entire body was numb and tears were streaming down my face from the wind. But nevertheless, it was still the most exciting and snowy magical day I’ve had in Boston. As crazy as it is to admit after being born and raised in South Florida, snowy winters are exactly why I wanted to move to Boston. I can’t imagine waking up to snow falling ever getting old…but maybe talk to me after 100+ inches of snow happens.