The Great White North
We have all frozen here in Nashville the past couple days. . . and my traveling may be responsible. I started 2014 with a trip up to Buffalo and then to Niagara Falls to set up a show for Spirit Productions. When I got up there, the runway in Buffalo, NY was covered in snow, while our plane landed, and the high temp was 1 degree with a -35 wind chill for days. Even the Canadian streets were covered in ice. It was actually quite picturesque, and as long as you stayed indoors and drank lots of warm things, everything was fine.
The show install went great, and was left in the very capable hands of the the Fallsview Casino Avalon technical staff. When it was my turn to leave, lobby call was in the freezing dark of the morning, and as I walked out to the waiting limo for the ride to the airport, I was very glad to be heading south.
During my brief stint in the Great White North, I had fallen behind on the weather news, and thought the massive flight delays and snow monsters were now hundreds of miles behind me. When I landed, it was even 40 degrees. Life was great. Then, when I woke up the next morning, and realized the Winter Storm had followed me home for a visit. The north, though lovely in winter, can get a bit dreary. I think the Winter Storm just wanted to get out of town for awhile, see some sights, and have a vacation before heading back to terrorize our Maple Syrup-loving northern neighbors again.
As usual, Nashville barely survived the apocalypse. We are resilient folk down here. Maybe a bit pampered with our mild climate, but nonetheless have a fierce will to survive. If you want to come down for another weekend vacation, Winter Storm, feel free. We won't be at all prepared, but know that you're always welcome.