So it snowed. And now it is cold. As an Albertan, it seems ridiculous to me how this city shuts down when there is a foot of snow on the ground, and the temperature just barely sneaks into the double digits below zero. I lived in Edmonton for four years without a winter coat or boots. I can remember one February day when it was a balmy -42 C, without the windchill factor. Of course, even my superb layering technique was no match for that cold and I just stayed home. Here I only venture outside fully bundled up. There are two possible reasons for this paradigm shift: I am older/wiser now, or, after one west coast winter, I have become a wimp. I think it is a bit of both.
Yesterday it took me an hour to get six blocks west of where I started on Broadway. Translink really needs to have a contingency plan for these kind of days. It might involve running some of the seemingly endless parade of "Not in service" diesel buses in place of the downed trolleys…I might still be waiting for an unsaturated B-Line on Alma if a nice lady in a Jag hadn’t picked up a few of us and dropped us off on campus. It’s wonderful to know there are people like that driving around in luxury cars! Today I elected not to bother going to class. It’s the last week of school, so I figure all I’m really missing is the only cute guy in my entire program giving his long-awaited presentation.
