It snowed in Atlanta a couple of weeks ago. Snow in a huge deal here, because we’re in the south and it rarely snows here. When I first moved to Atlanta, I was all excited I’d get to see snow because it’s much farther north and into the mountains than where I’m from. I rapidly learned that it just gets bitterly cold here with nothing to show for it.
However, once a year we usually get an ice storm that everyone calls snow and the city shuts down for a few days because we have no infrastructure AT ALL to deal with snow and ice. This year was pretty spectacular. I saw snow on the ground from Thursday night until the next Wednesday morning (but only in my courtyard because it’s shaded from the sun).
I attempted to go to work on Friday, but the road behind my building was covered in almost a solid inch of ice and it’s downhill. Smart car made a valiant effort and made it about, oh, 10 ft before I lost traction and almost skidded into another car. I promptly turned back around and decided to wait it out, because if I was having a hard time driving, I knew it’d be terrible out. Watching the news confirmed my fears, there had already been two 20+ car pileups due to the snow that morning.
Since no one had made it into work that morning, we decided to take a walk around the block in the 14 degree weather. Eventhough I’ve now seen real snow, snow in Georgia is still a novelty for me.
Later on that day, we needed to run some errands. These included running up by Northpoint mall. When taking the Mansell exit, we spied this gigantic frozen fountain.
I got so excited when I found out the ice was thick enough to walk on, because all I wanted to do last time I was in Canada was stand on a frozen lake, but it wasn’t cold enough.
crossposted from fuzzdecay.com.