The Urban Pantheist

On Saturday we drove to Vermont to see Alexis' side of the family for holiday type stuff. My dad was going to come but decided the weather forecast was making him nervous and opted to stay home instead. There was some thought that this was overcautiousness, but in retrospect I'm completely in agreement with it. There were four hours of slippy slidey snowy driving, on tires that had been officially condemned by my garage (get them replaced before winter, they said in the middle of December). On the last paved road before the dirt mountain path at the end of our journey the car spun a full 90 degrees so I continued the motion with the wheel and pointed us in the opposite direction, then brought us to a hotel parking lot where we left the car. My wonderful sister in law came down and got us in a more appropriate Vermonter vehicle, and we decompressed in their lovely home.

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