I'm in England! Ra ra!
Mum was not exaggerating about the snow. Wow. The last time I saw this much was in February 2007 and it melted a day later (photos
here. This much snow before Christmas is almost unheard of. The clearance is about what I expected (none) and even the motorway had a bit of slush on it. My road is packed snow. The pavements (sidewalks) are choked. Mum didn't take much convincing to use her walking poles whenever she goes out to make sure that she doesn't fall.
I'm so pleased to get here, though. Boston was heaving. I assumed that it was just because it was Friday, the last weekend before Christmas, and only found out after I was waiting at my gate about the storm going through the Eastern USA. They were already announcing that Reagan and Dulles were closing at midnight so I understand now why several people were panicking about Washington flights. I think Boston was scheduled to close some time this morning. I'm so glad that I decided to fly yesterday rather than today (it was an option) because I probably wouldn't have got there.
No wonder the Customs guy in Halifax wanted to know what I'd do if I got stuck in Boston airport :-)
Logan is fun to fly into. I had no idea that it was so close to the ocean - the runway starts practically on the shore. We made a different approach to Heathrow, which was fun because we went over one of the large London parks and a large stadium that I suspect might be Twickenham. Hee.
It feels both weird and lovely to be at home with the family. My sister came in for a flying visit so we decorated the tree and now I'm just sitting on the familiar old sofa, waiting for Strictly Come Dancing. Mum is promising me award-winning sausages for supper. I've missed really good sausages.
I'll post some photos tomorrow. The neighbours are building an igloo on the green area in front of my house and it looks amazing. We're promised more snow tonight, but Monday should be clear so Mum and I are hopeful of getting our trip to Oxford. I need to buy Dad a pressie!
I feel really bad for all the people stuck in the Channel Tunnel. South-east England doesn't normally need ploughs etc, so it's understandable that things are bad here. The Tunnel problems sound like they could have been prevented. Grr.
And now to watch dancing and eat fine food. This Christmas is going to be fantastic!