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My adventure today:

I leave home at just before 7 a.m. to catch the bus. It's just starting to snow heavily, and there is still only a little amount of snow on the pavement and I can easily wheel my backpack down the street. About the only place the snow is sticking is on the pavement, barely on the grass.

I reach the bus stop and the snow is coming down quite heavily. I keep thinking that there's no way on earth that there will be school, but am afraid to just go home because if there IS school, that will be three of the four days I can miss this quarter before I start losing letter grades.

When I get to the downtown bus depot, I don't see anyone there that I normally do that catch the 25 past Clark, so I decide to just go home - alas, I miss my bus home by half a minute, so I figure I might as well make an appearance, just in case. When I get back to the 25 stop, the whole slew of the regular bus riding crew is there, so I figure that it's a go.

We arrive on campus and I show up to my Spanish class just as the instructor was telling the ONE student that showed that he would cancel the class, but thanks for coming. I was the only other student to show until after the professor left, when another class mate showed up and cursed up and down that she had come all this way and they couldn't even bother to have class. A faculty member standing nearby stated that they weren't closed yet, but since there wasn't anyone there to teach and no one there to learn...

I go to the cafeteria and eat a hot bowl of clam chowder and read some Jordan. I swing by the music building on my way out - again, just in case! - and all the lights are off. Professor Trousdale saw me and a couple of others and stated "The few! The brave!" I head out and stand at the bus stop.

Twenty minutes goes by and a couple of younglings are waiting with me, informing me about how their basketball tournaments will be closed. When we arrive back to the downtown depot and wait... and wait... finally my bus home arrives, but she informs us that a lot of the buses are no longer running and she has no idea if this one will leave again.

Great. So I'm stuck in downtown Vancouver in heavy snowfall with a dollar in cash and no card, no way to get home. I begin to panic a bit as I see bus after bus show up to drop people off with their closed signs up.

Thankfully, to make a short story long, after another twenty minute wait and a panicked call to my mother, we got to leave. stanieldaniel calls when I'm almost home and I share how my backpack is now acting like a snow plow because the snow had gotten considerably deeper. I drop off my stuff, pee like mad (it was if being on the warm bus thawed out my bladder, it hit that suddenly), grab my camera and head outside.

Over a hundred pictures later and after a walk around the block, I came home. I was almost afraid I had done permanent damage to my feet, they hurt so durned much, not to mention weather damage to my new camera because the snow started coming down HARD again about 2/3 of the way through my trek. I had fun playing with the different settings and such, and shall have some up for you later.



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Jan. 16th, 2007 10:05 pm (UTC)
Hey, I'm glad you made it back safely. We've had a lot of snow here too, so I know how you feel!
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:42 pm (UTC)
Me, too. I had a moment of panic when I thought I would be stranded downtown, as well as lots of self mental kicking for not bringing my bank card.
Jan. 16th, 2007 10:12 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you made it back home! Isn't it stupid that they want to stop the busses running but don't think about the people who might need them to get back home!
Jan. 16th, 2007 10:18 pm (UTC)
I felt even worse for the tons of people that needed to get to Portland that were stranded in Washington because the Portland buses had stopped running a long time before.

Even had I felt like trekking out to band practice in this weather, it wouldn't have been possible. But I miss my band. Maybe Thursday.
Jan. 16th, 2007 10:26 pm (UTC)
Well, at least you tried. That's a lot of pictures. I love snow but I'm not sure it is worth that much to me.

When it snows here the buses keep running but just run really late (unless the route can't run because of the hills here). Last year it took my husband 2 hours to get literally no more than 4 miles on the bus.
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:42 pm (UTC)
I probably wouldn't have taken quite that many, but it was the first time I had tried to figure out my new camera, so I ended up wiht a lot of the same shots, just different settings.
Jan. 16th, 2007 10:39 pm (UTC)
Sounds like it was an adventure. Sorry you went all that way for nothing. If nothing else, perhaps it will bring you some good grade karma or something...

Stay warm.
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:43 pm (UTC)
I always feel that there's a reason for EVERYTHING, though I haven't figured it out for that yet. Though I'm quite certain that if I hadn't already gone out in it, I would never have gotten bundled up to go take pictures.
Jan. 17th, 2007 05:04 pm (UTC)
I haven't had much chances of seeing snow. Once I was in Lake Tahoe it snowed and I enjoyed, also once in Madrid. So I guess I'd get camera crazy if I were to be somewhere with that much snow. It really sounds like fun.

About Lilian Axe, I think I might have heard them but I don't recall... what kind of music do the play? are they good?
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:49 pm (UTC)
It rarely snows here, usually maybe once a year, and rarely sticks. This is the first time that everything has actually been closed since our giant ICE storm of '04. I'll see if I can hunt down those pictures for you, because they were quite awesome. (not taken by me) It's funny, almost, because no one here knows how to drive in it, so they've had videos all over of people trying to drive around in it. (I'll try to find the most played one on the news for you, too.)

Lillian Axe... you may have heard of them, looking at your musical tastes, as they're of the more hair-band type hard rock. They were my favoritest band on earth for a very long time, though I always hated their videos and released songs. It was kind of cool - I started liking them during their Love and War cd, which is your typical "love, sex, etc." silly album, but then saw them transform into deeper song writers through Poetic Justice (which still had some really cheesy tunes on it, though others were very spiritual and thought-provoking) and my favorite of theirs, Psychoschitzophrenia. Alas, my psycho album was stolen out of my jeep years ago and it's been impossible to find it again. I went through a listening kick of them yesterday for the first time in forever. I can yousendit.com a couple of their tunes to you, if you like.
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