Right in the middle of the polar vortex – when the temeperatures were -20 degrees and the wind chill was -41 – we flew in from Jamaica.
I looked down and thought what I was seeing was the frozen land beneath me. Then I noticed the city lights were coming from underneath.
This is what it looks like when clouds freeze over Chicago.
As an aside…after getting off a warm flight onto a frigid jetbridge, peoples’ butts were steaming.
I thought that was funny. Because I’m 10.