Day 13 - 14

Rochester here I do not come. Unlucky Day #13 began with the shortest trip Bonnie and I have ever taken together...out of the parking garage, then right back in. With just a few inches of snow on the Philly streets, the back wheel was sliding all over the place, and I quickly deemed it unsafe to ride. Honestly, if I'd been able to make it to the highway I think I might have been alright, but with the snow only getting worse and no plows in sight, the outlook is grim. Mom...while I will still be home for Christmas itself, it does not look as though I'll be around for the trimming of the tree. More snow in the forecast through the morning, so I might not make it out until Monday. Those are the cons, these are the pros: time to watch movies, get a cheesesteak, watch football, and get another cheesesteak. Would anyone like to weigh in on the nearly century-old debate of Pat's v. Geno's? I'll let you know!