Growing up in Maryland, I’m pretty used to snow days. If it snows more than one inch, there’s a pretty good chance that school will be cancelled. In fact, my high school had no school Wednesday because there were about two inches on the ground. Maryland might be the perfect equilibrium of a place that regularly gets snow but is not prepared to deal with it.
Chicago is not like that. When I came to Northwestern, I figured school would never be cancelled. Well, I was wrong.
All it took was temperatures that rivaled Antarctica or Mount Everest, but hey, it happened.