I left The Flo' today to slowly head back up to Portland. I took one last walk over to Ken's Corner to see Frannie, but she wasn't there. Honestly, I was a little bummed she wasn't working, but Ken was, and he did smile when I came in. Maybe he does that with everyone. I don't know. I liked it nonetheless.
I said goodbye to my parents, and that made me sad. It was really nice seeing them, and for the first time in a long time, I wasn't ready to move on after being with them for three days. I'm not sure when I'll be seeing them again, but those days spent with them were great.
The sisters and I packed up the car and headed out at around 12:30pm. The ride was uneventful; I played a game on guakbot until his battery died and then I had a four hour text fest. Jesus, that can get exhausting. The roads were bare and the only traffic we encountered was between Fredericksburg, Virginia and DC. Due to the traffic and frequent breaks for gas, food, and/or trips to the bathroom, we arrived in New York City around 12:30.
Then the real bullshit started. Ice and snow were still over many of the major thoroughfares and bridges; driving was a bit treacherous for my sister. And once was got to Flushing, the fun started. There is no snow removal in the city. Plows get the snow off the streets, and then it's up to rain or sun or above freezing temperatures to take care of it. I remember going to Flushing last year for Christmas, and there was still snow everywhere and cars were still blocked in by the banks the plows made. And the last time it had snowed was almost a week before. So this time we're driving and the cars are stuck in snowbanks three feet or higher. A few cars were left in the street, forcing the plows to go around them. I can assume the drivers got stuck and left their cars there. We get to my sisters' street and, while it was plowed, there was still a two feet snow wall to penetrate to get to it. So we decide to try getting to her block from the other side. We tried it and got stuck. After ten minutes or so we were able to break up enough of the snow to dislodge it. Yay! But then my sister got stuck again trying to pull into her drive-way. Boo! This took about thirty minutes of work. My sisters don't have a shovel. but they have a number of field hockey sticks so we broke up a lot of the ice and packed snow under the car. With a lot of pushing, and one incident of me wiping out (in case you didn't know: Chuck Taylors are horrible in the snow), my sisters and I were finally able to get the car into the drive-way.
I am exhausted. I would write a bit more, but I have to wake up in about five hours. I'm not going to even proof read the thing.
Smell you later.
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