"Man it's gonna be a lot a snow tonight, it's all orange code!" my friend told me while looking for his second pair of snowboard equipment.
"Are you sure, man? You know they always say it like that, closing schools and bullshit just to be on the safe side. It was almost 10 degree today!" I said skeptically while watching something on TV, like a lizzard exposing more of its body to the Sun.
"Look...do you still got that piece of rope we used last year?"
"Yeah...of course I do. I never took it out of the trunk. I only hope the car holds... it has all sorts of problems."
Meanwhile, I started checking the weather report that indeed was catastrophical. They were closing schools already and half of the country, the southern part of it, was orange with hazzard codes. Come on... it's end of March people. This is a morning snow... by the time we have to go to lunch it will not be there anymore.
And so it was.
Heavy snow that night. I was checking my own weather report, getting up once per every hour to look at the light of lamp post just outside. That's my best reporter. I can tell if in the morning there will be enough snow to think about snowboard pulling or not.
6 o'clock we were hitting the streets that had a decent amount of snow on it. It was OK to snowboard so that's what we did...
