my snow story

As we prepare for the first “big” snow storm of 2016, I thought it would be fun to write about the snow storm of 2001, as it will always be a story close to my heart. I was newly engaged and *the dress* was in Charlotte. I was in graduate school at the time and had the flexibility to just pick up and take off for the day. Plus, I used it as an excuse to have lunch with my friend Missy. Win, win right?

Got amazing dress and had lunch. Missy suggested since I was heading back home around work traffic times that I take the back roads to avoid traffic. Great tip….except that 20% chance of snow actually happened with a vengeance. With my over-priced dress in the back of my Honda Civic, I raced towards home thinking I could outrace the storm. Bahahaha.

I drove until there were no longer tire tracks on those back roads and then pulled into a driveway of a family friendly looking home….while on my cell phone to Rahul so that I did not end up dead in a ditch. Thankfully I not only chose the home of a non serial killer, but also relocated Yankee. The wife, wearing flipflops as a F- you to NC winter, drove my car with her friend driving her  car behind us to the Interstate. I hugged her and said she was my Guardian Angel and drove on I-40 East like my life depended on it.

I made it to Burlington before it was me and my Honda Civic and 18 wheerlers. The roads looked like this –

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I pulled off the interstate and checked into the local hotel. Alone. Big fear of mine. By this point my awesome battery of the 2001 cell phone was almost dead….and yes, no car charger. So I turned it off, bought a soda and cheese crackers and tried to sleep with my contacts drying out my eyes. Still, that damn dress was safe and sound in my car.

The next morning, the weather reports were that nothing was going to be better for a while, so I decided it was time to try to get home. I drove 20 mph from Burlington to Chapel Hill…. 20mph folks. And I did make it home. Because there is a blind spot on the hill on our side road, I left the dress and my trusty Honda Civic at the Cole Park Plaza and walked the rest of the way home.

I cannot tell you the relief I felt as I walked up to our house that day. I promised to never again take a road trip if snow was in the forecast. And as for that amazing dress…. it was never worn. We eloped 2 years later and it was sold on Ebay.

So… the morale of this rambling story? There is no “thing” that should cause you so much stress and potential injury. Try telling that to my 28 year old self.

Hunker down fellow North Carolina folks. This one could be the big one….or nothing. Prepare no matter what.

Kristan

 

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