So I'm back.

It's not as bad as it seemed.

Though I'll never get used to the 9-hour transit.

On the plane a lady named "Shiloh" had a mid-life crisis and now consequently has no last name.

The cold was anticlimatically unsurprising.

The snow was.

Snow that actually persists longer than 5 minutes.

Wow.

And it was everywhere.

My roommate left.

He didn't like me.

Just kidding.

But he did leave.

So I get the window-side.

Tomorrow.

Class.

Window-side.