So yesterday as I was walking home from the grocery store it began to snow. It has already been raining quite hard so snow shouldn~t have been that big of a deal but it was because I was poorly equipped for the rain so snow was fairly deadly. I was checking out when I first saw it and I thought, oh wow that is really weird rain. Only it wasn~t rain. It was big, fat, wet pieces of snow. Like miniature frozen clouds falling down on Montreal. I zipped up my coat and extracted my umbrella, and braced myself. I was doing fairly well for the first few blocks. Then the wind picked up and blew so hard that my umbrella~s little metal arms all bent backwards. What~s worse was that I was on the phone with Nora coordinating our plans and so I wasn~t in an ideal position to care or deal with my backwards umbrella. What makes matters in worse was that as soon as I turned around to see the umbrella I hear the deep roar of a belly laugh. That was cool. That was the least of my worries though, I needed to figure out how to right my umbrella while still holding my groceries and concentrating on the conversation and keeping my body from being totally overwhelmed by snow bits all while withstanding the wind. So, what else is there to do but to stop walking and turn 180 degrees and wait for the wind to blow my umbrella back to its original form. No go.
Wind 1
Lissie 0
I ended up seeking refuge under an awning and manually fixing my umbrella. Ahh, good times.
Now though I must be off. Nora and I are going to a tap dance competition and then off to explore the Middlebury night scene.
Hope everyone is well!
xo
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