I awoke at the usual time planning my commute. The message had been given delayed opening. I watched SVU and prepared for a later bus. I found a later bus and upon arrival roughly three miles away had been told office closed,
At that point my task was to turn around and make it home. First I had to pick up the newspaper and the amazing Hot and Crusty Bagels in Penn Station. From there it was fairly simple as the One train leaves one 30 feet from the ferry terminal. After a harbor crossing the bus was right there and it dropped me a block from my house.
Along the day I heard a strange noise that sounded like dimes falling. It was sheets of ice coming from the trees outside. Ice storms are usually the most dangerous event in my area as trees snap under the weight of ice.
There is another big storm on Sunday exactly when my family is returning from Guyana.