I was going to write about the hellacious trip home from Washington. Portland is under a mean blanket of snow & ice, and because this only happens every few years, the city shuts down. It's a three hour drive from the Seattle area, and we were fine until we entered Portland city limits and were greeting by the following: CHAINS REQUIRED IN PORTLAND METRO AREA. What? Fifteen miles from home and we have to put on chains? Well, James tried....and realized the chains in our trunk actually only fit our other car. Yep. So much for being prepared.
It was a tense drive home going very slowly. I know any of you reading this in regularly snowy areas are laughing. I, too have done time in Chicago, Cleveland, and Columbus, so I know of what I speak. But when it snows in a city that has no snow services, it's not pretty.
Obviously, we did make it home. And apparently I felt the need to write about our drive anyway :).
I am in denial about the snow, so I'm posting my favorite photo from our SoCal vacation last week:
No snow here, my friends...no snow here.