Our current stop has us in the middle of nowhere Granby, Colorado.  So much to getting used to. It’s cray, I feel I have to use some sort of millennial slang, because I have no words to express the fear I felt driving for the first time in blasting snow. I felt a panic attack coming as I was coming from town into my smaller town, and suddenly a blizzard of snow hit me and I was struggling to even see through the front window . Word of advice, especially for a city slicker like myself, BE SURE TO HAVE WEATHER WIPERS, I ended up pulling over to some corner of the highway. I really started to feel like I was going to spend the night inside of my car, until I realized that a LOT of cars were actually driving past me, and they were fine. If I wasn’t so competitive, I would have let mt ego subside and I would have taken a nap right there, however, I got out of my car, wiped off the ice from my wipers, and window, set the car to 4WD, and started driving again. I think I may have been going like 5 mph, but I made it home! Just a mental note that I should not underestimate Mother Nature…