Well, it’s here. The hype was apparently true- the 60 mph winds, the whiteout, the whole sha-bang.
Leaving work, it didn’t look that bad:
With no cabs in sight and the buses packed, I decided to just walk home. And again, it didn’t seem all that blizzard-like:
But then, as I neared the river and Lake Michigan, the wind picked up, the snow flew faster horizontally and I got it: this is a blizzard.
When I got to my building, the wind coming off of Lake Michigan was so strong that there was a big, burly (and might I add awesome) man waiting at the corner to come escort people to the building. No joke, I would not have made it if he hadn’t come to collect me from the middle of the street. Is it possible to be a GREAT Samaritan, instead of the usual Good Samaritan? If it is, this guy was so it!
Time to cuddle up with Luna Bell, a big blanket and a few movies and pray that my doorman was correct when he said these windows are “made for this kind of weather.”
Stay safe, Chicagoans!