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posted by [personal profile] cathyr19355 at 10:24am on 17/03/2007 under ,
Okay, so it just looks like the North Pole; you get the idea. :-)

I got up at 8:00 a.m., saw that the world was white and silent, and went back to bed. I got up again at 10:30 a.m., got online and saw that the northern half of the NJ Turnpike (the largest stretch of our route to Lunacon) is still under a 45-mile-per-hour speed restriction (it was 35 mph last night) and, after consultation with [ profile] esrblog, called the hotel to cancel our reservation. We have given up on Lunacon, since by the time we got there it would be sometime late in the afternoon anyway, and it's not really a party con, anymore.

On the bright side, the sleet has stopped, the local traffic is beginning to move, and the Magnolia Grill at Chester County Book Company is open again. Brunch anyone?
Mood:: 'resigned' resigned
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posted by [personal profile] cathyr19355 at 11:56pm on 16/03/2007 under , ,
[ profile] esrblog and I were supposed to be at Lunacon by now.

But Lunacon is in New York State, back at its old location, the Rye Town (a/k/a "Escher") Hilton, nearly a three-hour drive from here. And it's been sleeting, continuously, for the past 16 hours or so.

It became clear, when I got home from work at 4:30 (because the train was a half-hour later than it was supposed to be) that it would be folly to try to drive three hours north, into *more* snow, on roads that were three-or-more-inches deep in sleet.

So we changed our reservation at the hotel to a one-night reservation, chipped the Land Shark free of ice, and drove carefully toward West Chester, where we found to our dismay that our favorite eatery there, the Magnolia Grill at the Chester County Book and Music Company, was closed. After driving all that way from home over the freezing slush, it seemed silly to go home hungry, so we plunged on into downtown West Chester and had a lovely meal at an "Irish pub" type of restaurant called Kildare's, and ended up going to our favorite Friday night hangout, Games Keep, where we found the proprietor alone (unusual for a Friday night, which is an open gaming night).

Three hours later, after a game of India Rails (which [ profile] esrblog won, naturally) we headed home, carefully barreling over the icy roads in the Land Shark, which performed like a trooper, though it refused to drive into the now nearly six inches of sleet covering the driveway.

So we're safe and warm at home. I hoped we could make it to the convention tomorrow afternoon, but that's not looking likely right now. Sigh.
Mood:: 'hopeful' hopeful
location: home, unexpectedly
Music:: none


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