Seattle + Ice = Fail
Earlier this week, the greater Seattle area got hit by snow and ice. Steep hills + inexperienced winter drivers + infrastructure that just can’t handle it = nothing good.
More hills need shut down, earlier. A better mix of sand/gravel/ash stuff they apparently use in West Virginia is needed. And those without ice driving experience? Listen to me, I beg you: Sitting on the gas pedal, even a little bit, makes things worse.
For Thanksgiving, I’ve taken a super short trip to see my sister. She’s still in school and is working full time, so she didn’t have time to make it home. This makes for two years strong my family not doing a normal Thanksgiving on Thanksgiving. (One of my cousins is recovering from planned surgery earlier this week, so even back home Thanksgiving took place last Sunday instead of Thursday.)
As my sister drove me back to her place from the airport, I kept saying how much I have missed flat land. Granted, while I was saying this, things did look bare along the road. But this was due to lack of trees, not hills. (Thank you drive through Kansas for teaching me that.)
I miss driving through that boring farmland with the random patches of forest in the distance. I miss the tiny lakes that I could see from my side, around the edge, straight to the other side. I miss the hills bumps that made me sweat, but didn’t force me off my bike.
I’m not homesick in the sense I want to be home. These are just some of those differences that at this point seem too different to be mine.