I’m trapped on the eastern end of Long Island in the first big blizzard of the year. Thankfully, I didn’t try to catch the Long Island Railroad last night – reports on the morning news told of passengers stranded on the rails for four hours in the middle of the night, waiting to be rescued. The roads are a nightmare and although it looks like the city is on its way to digging itself out, the storm continues to blow out here, making me wonder how – and if – I’ll eventually make my way back home. At the very least I’m glad to not be one of the thousands of people who were forced to spend the night stretched out on the floor at the airport last night, waiting for planes that never arrived – and seeing their holiday plans shattered.
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