Observations of a blizzard refugee
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At the end of my nice CO ski vacation, the morning I was scheduled to fly home (to FL), the entire state was shut down by snow. Excuse me, not just snow, a huge freaking blizzard. The airport shut down. The interstates were closed. Visiblility was about two feet. It was SO frightening to drive... I was scheduled to be back at work Thursday AM, but can't get a flight back to FL until Saturday. I'm a refugee at a Holiday Inn at Denver airport... not a bad place to be, but my conscience and heart is with the CO nurses (aides, techs, etc.) who never got home/couldn't leave home r/t the storm.
I'm a FL native, and know, all too well, what happens during hurricanes. Sometimes you don't get to go home from work, and sometimes it's impossible to get to work. However, you are still EXPECTED to be there. (I'm wondering how my employer in FL reacted to my call-in r/t being "snowed-in.") It just never occurred to me just how difficult it is to get around in snow, multiple FEET of snow. After the blizzard, everything is covered in white. You can't see the streets. Street signs stick up like isolated twigs. Cars are humps in the blanketed landscape. It is eerily quiet outside. Then, a snow plow appears. (How does he know where the street is???) Then people show up with shovels, and another snow plow arrives, and local merchants show up to open a convenience store, and a restaurant, and life appears from the whiteness.
My hat is off to all the people who stepped up and did the job during this storm, and who deal with this uncertainty all winter long. I observed an amazing number of "acts of kindness" over the past few days, by motorists who helped push and dig out vehicles, by hospitality industry workers (and some family members drafted into service), and fellow "refugees." This experience is one I will always remember. And, as much as I love the CO mountains, I will probably not be relocating, as I had been contemplating. I'll stick the disasters I know!