Wisdom from the Road #59

On snow

Don't succumb to the snow's siren call.

Oh, Snow! You look so beautiful! Freshly fallen, you sure are an angel! But the longer you stay, letting yourself pile up, melt, and then transform into a sheet of ice...you have evil on your mind: you wait for me to slip and fall on my butt, you mock my tropical-ness with your icy fingers, you make me wear all the clothes in my luggage, and, ultimately, you turn me into a hermit.

In short: Snow looks beautiful when it freshly coats everything. Snow looks beautiful in photos. And I will just admire it in photos.

Don't say I didn't warn you.