With all the snow that we have had over the past few weeks, University of Connecticut students have been finding creative ways to entertain themselves both inside and outside. Today, the Opinion Section shares their favorite snow day stories or activities, just in case you need some inspiration for the next one.
Evelyn Pazan, Associate Opinion Editor: My favorite snow day memory is from this year’s Super Bowl Weekend, when my friends and I decided to run to Walmart pre-snowstorm to get some rations and Super Bowl celebration food. Convinced that the snow wouldn’t be that bad, we spent about two hours in Walmart, during which about 4 inches of snow fell. On the car ride home, the car stalled, slid right through lights and refused to move at some points, conveniently right in front of a police officer. Safe to say we won’t be doing that again.
Patrick Minnerly, Weekly Columnist: As a person who firmly believes in indoor activities during a snow day, there’s nothing better to me than watching a good movie or TV show, reading a book or playing a board game – which I think is the best of all. I do feel like snow days have lost a bit of their luster for me, as I’ve often had to do work during them recently, but as a child there really wasn’t anything that could beat a good game of Monopoly on a cold, wintry day. I’ll leave the sledding, snowboarding and skiing for the cold-weather types. Bring on the pajamas, hot chocolate and a good book by your side.
James Watson, Campus Correspondent:
I, for one, like the feeling of getting behind the glass of the dining hall where you are safe from the snow and seeing a wall of different foods staring at you, then making the trip to CVS to get more food. Being warm and fed cannot be better goals as the cold takes over your extremities.
Tomas Hinckley, Opinion Editor: My favorite snow memory here at UConn (which I didn’t mention in my entire article on snow days because I didn’t want to ruin a perfectly good and sentimental article) is when I saw people outside the back of Werth make a seven-foot-tall snow penis. I don’t think I’ve ever been so impressed by anything ever in my life, like how does that even work? They were standing on the balls to finish sculpting up the top of it. They let me take a picture standing next to it; it still brings me joy. Everyone should try and do that.
Also, if the people responsible for this memory are somewhere out there reading this paper, know that I think you’re incredible.
How about cross country skiing with a flask of Jager?