Ice In my Eyes

A few days ago we had a major snowstorm in Chicago. My roommate and I had to go to the airport for work. It was not very easy. I have never had such a difficult time trying to get to the bus stop. The snow was blowing so hard into our eyes that we couldn’t see. We couldn’t even look towards the lake. The snow caked onto our clothing in seconds. We didn’t even wait for the bus, but got a taxi to take us to the train. I was so glad I had a hat. My roommate looked like she just stepped out of the shower. I’m so glad that my flights weren’t cancelled and that I went to San Francisco that night