I was working in northern Maine this week, now headed home, traveling west through southern a Quebec. I’m watching the forecast for back home on the Weather Underground. Ho-lee crap. Right now at home it’s 61 F but the forecast low for tonight is 4 F. I’m on a collision course with this cold front and all the ice and snow coming with it. At some point between here and there, all hell is going to break loose, and then promptly freeze over. It’s going to be any interesting afternoon and evening. I wonder how you say, “Do you have any rooms available tonight?” in French.