So when I moved to Massachusetts, I had assumed that my days of getting out of work/school because of a little snow were over. But then I experienced my first Nor'easter. So far, I gotta say, I'm not terribly impressed/awed/scared/whatever feeling a Nor'easter is supposed to inspire in me. Maybe it's because this winter has been pretty mild, and this is not a "typical" Nor'easter, but still I'm not sure what the big deal is (he said, tempting fate).
I understand that no matter where you live, when snow mixes with rain and sleet (or "ice pellets" as the Channel 5 weather guy calls them), it's bad news. What I do not understand is why no body bothered to plow my street this morning after the initial snow had already stopped. My morning commute was no big deal; Commonwealth Ave (see above) was pretty clear, albeit muddy and disgusting because of the sand on the streets. Every other street in the city of Boston was still laden with 4 inches of snow. I'm not really sure who decided it would be ok not to plow the streets... I mean, I know that you're not "used" to plowing the roads since it hasn't actually snowed in Boston so far this winter, but come on. You should be ready and raring to go!
Now that I've committed my rant against the snow plows to the depths of the Internet, I offer the following photo. It was actually taken in Saugus, MA. Clearly they were not on the ball either, such that the passengers of this bus had to push the bus out of the snow. Nice.
