Toronto, is that you?

Imagine winter without Ugg boots, Canada Goose jackets, or even centralized heat... I know, its almost as bad as summer without the Village Chill. My fellow Romans and I were forced to brave the cold this past weekend when snow hit the city for the first time in 26 years. I wouldn't have been sad to miss this milestone.  

As a victim of Atlanta's snow catastrophe last year, I've seen some pretty stupid ways of coping with winter weather. If you are at all close to me, you probably received a farewell text message saying how much I loved you from the backseat of a cab, shortly after it smashed headfirst into a guardrail. Ah, the memories. To eliminate such issues, the mayor of Rome decided to ban all automatic cabs from driving in the snow, thereby eliminating most chances at a ride home after the bar. I compare our trek to a jacket-less walk from Rum Runners to 675 in -15 weather (yeah, I've done that too).

Being the sensible fourth generation Canadian I am, I knew exactly what to do at a time like this... layer on the blankets, make myself a tea, and watch the Bachelor. And laugh at those walking by who think an umbrella is really going to do them any good in this weather... amateurs. 

Ciao Bella!

Sammy Soks