We had a metric shit ton of bad weather. The whole town was out of their gourd, panicking. It's amusing to me, being from a place where a foot or two of snow at a time is nothing special. I dunno. I always liked the cold and the snow.
There were also people that decided to go out in the stuff, wearing everything from a t-shirt and shorts to full snow gear, as though they were living in Alaska, three layers of clothes and all that. Look, if it's not snowing and it's just cold now, all you need is long clothes and a heavy coat. Flip-flops aren't a good choice mate. I don't even care if you're wearing a Cowboys hat.
