So, I know Aaron already made an almost-identically-titled post, but this is about a different snow, and I plan to cover it in (ahem) a bit more detail. Plus, my title has capslock and TWO exclamation points.
Anyway, last night I looked up from my history reading to see these ridiculously huge flakes coming down outside the window. Our first snow had been more like a flurry, which melted almost as soon as it was over and wasn't that impressive to begin with, but this was serious snow. I tried to resist at first, but eventually I just had to go outside. I wandered out impulsively around midnight, in my friend Alex's snow boots that he lent me because I hadn't brought my own (naively thinking that it wouldn't snow in November). They were a few sizes too big, but made a satisfying clomping noise as I traipsed through the snow. There were already a few inches on the ground.
Eventually I met up with my friends Max and Angus, from seventh Watson, and we did some spontaneous traying on the hill behind Evans with a bunch of random other people from the nearby dorms. Traying is basically sledding, only with dining hall trays. Since no one had been expecting so much snow, no one had taken the initiative to "borrow" any actual trays, so we ended up using other things, like cardboard boxes and laundry baskets. Frisbees worked the best – ideally two, one under the butt and one under the feet. Some people were just wearing garbage bags like ponchos and sliding down on their stomachs.
I hadn't gone sledding since I was about twelve years old, so this was pretty amazing for me. I was screaming in that way that only happens when I'm on a rollercoaster or something similar. We were out there for at least two or three hours, going down in different formations – huge lines of twenty people, circles with everyone's feet in the middle, chains, piles, back-to-back – and just romping in the snow. Angus once managed to get all the way down the hill with a frisbee under each foot, to everyone's astonishment. Max and I had a contest to see who could catch more snowflakes on their tongue (I think I won). Some guys were making a huge snowman, and in the process of rolling the snowballs to make the body, they inadvertantly created a pattern in the snow that looked exactly like the United States. It was very bizarre.
So, that thing I said about the warm weather in my last post? Never mind about that. But it's still beautiful. Today the snow was melting, so I took some pictures for posterity (it had already melted a lot, so just imagine there being about three times as much snow as there is in these pictures).