Earlier this afternoon, when the snow storm had momentarily stopped, we got out & walked around the corner to our regular coffee place. Yep, that’s me in the car-park (they call it a parking lot) on the way out, standing in about the same position where I’ve nearly fallen on my arse twice since arriving on Monday.

There’s a layer of ‘black ice’ underneath the powdery snow. It’s dangerously slippery & you never know exactly where it is until you go for a slide. There’s definitely an art to walking on snow & we’re seriously out of practice. The locals seem to have it down, no problem. Today was a day when most people seemed to stay home due to last night’s blizzard, work and classes canceled across the New England area.

Got up at 5 this morning. Couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d take a walk through the snow down to Dunkin’ Donuts & grab a coffee. Managed to drop money all over the counter and dollar notes on the floor (for the second day in a row). My hand-eye thing doesn’t seem to work that early. Anyway, the girls at the counter had a laugh, “don’t worry bout id…”.

Checkya tomorrow.
Fires out.