Welcome to Rochester!

Last night i flew back to Rochester from New Orleans for Christmas. It's early to be traveling home for Christmas i know, but that's what happens when you work with the people that i do.

The plane ride in was beautiful. The snow covered the ground and the soft, warm yellow streetlights reflected off it. It was a sight to see, especially after spending the previous part of the week in shorts and a t-shirts.

While i was reveling in my love for snow and how strange it was to enjoy being somewhere cold (but i do actually like cold weather), i was rudely awakened by the captain of the plane giving his commentary:

Welcome to Rochester, where it's colder than my ex-wife's heart.

To each his own...