When I got on the train to work this morning it was brisk and gray, the wind bitter enough to make me wonder why I didn’t think to wear a hat this morning.
But I wasn’t suspecting anything worse than a typical November chill.
And then I muscled my way out of the Times Square subway station only to walk into a full blown hail/sleet situation.
Awful. And I had no umbrella but it probably wouldn’t have mattered because the stuff was blowing sideways and even upwards…yes, upwards. This actually happens in the city