Thursday, February 3, 2011
Pack at least one more set of underwear and socks than you think you are going to need.
After 20 hours of near-continuous snowfall, don’t count on there being any hot water left in the showers in the courthouse basement.
The fact that you*are used to mediocre food and worse accommodations does not mean that everyone else is. Be patient with your spoiled rotten fellow-citizens who should be grateful they’re getting hot soup and an army blanket and aren’t freezing in snowbanks.
To guarantee continuous police and road crew support, let it be known that you will have coffee and doughnuts available all night for responders. I have a lot of new BFF’s. Most of them strapping young men in uniform (with powdered sugar on their chests).
Don’t venture out in anything smaller than a mid-size. Flora the Red Menace got me through every single snowdrift.
(*ok, me. My standards are low; as long as there’s running water and no artillery, I’m satisfied. Throw in a steady supply of coffee and gedunk, and I’m practically giddy).