This is what a blizzard looks like from the back seat of a car, crawling along the highway, hoping that the tire tracks your sister (the driver) is following don't lead us into a ditch because that is literally all she can see. You have to keep moving because there could be someone behind you following your tracks...

This was the winter before last, and we had taken our Mum for a birthday lunch to the next town. The sun was shining when we set out, but by the dessert course it was really coming down. Needless to say we made it home safely
