Union got a bit over a foot of snow through what they’re now calling The Blizzard of 2005. Amy and I spent most of the weekend indoors, watching lots and lots of Futurama, with an occasional stroll/wade out into the wild, white, windy storm.
I didn’t need to stay an extra day, but my train was about two hours late and standing room only till Philly — still better than I expected, though.