Syracuse is known for three things: Syracuse University, snow and the Carousel Mall. I’d choose a day of classes with the obstacle of trudging through three feet of snow on the ground any day than another trip to the mall, but let’s not go there. Last year, The Daily Beast named Syracuse the snowiest city in the country with our neighbors to the north, Rochester and Buffalo, coming in second and third, respectively. So, the biggest spectacle in Upstate New York besides watching another losing season by the Buffalo Bills is seeing your house being buried in snow.
But by living in Syracuse the past few weeks you would not even know it’s winter, let alone Christmas time; we have had temperatures reach the mid fifties. But not everyone is complaining–the walk of shame has been less rigorous and it is less dangerous to cross Comstock than it was this time last year. Unless it snows within the next few weeks, Al Gore will be seeking out every global warming skeptic within five miles of the quad saying, “Told ya so.”
The snow this time last December made me reconsider my choosing Syracuse over the University of Denver. But the snow provides Syracuse students with many opportunities, or better yet, excuses. Let’s be honest, some professors do use it as a reason to cancel classes even though they may say otherwise. And for those that live off-campus or in my case last year, Dellpain, it is justification for missing class.