#Blizzard2015

Living in New York City is precarious at the best of times, but when the weather turns bad, it can turn REALLY bad really quick, apparently. We've heard the stories of hurricane Sandy, we've seen the cleanup that is still going on. So when we were being warned about a horrible blizzard that was coming our way, we took that shit seriously. Well, pretty seriously, considering the  American news channels have a penchant for fear mongering that is unrivaled across the world.

But anyway, with this horrible end-of-the-world blizzard coming our way, traffic and public transportation would come grinding to a halt, running water and electricity may even go out, so we stocked up on drinking water and candles just in case things really went south.

Since we had also been getting some inquiries about our well-being during this, the one storm to rule all storms, we ended up taking a lot of pictures to show people what it looked like out there and to assure them we were still ok. After having miraculously survived the night, I took it upon myself to brave the elements and go out to report on the state of the city. You know, for the sake of mankind and the history books, being the noble and heroic person that I am.

The following is a visual representation of the storm as it raged and the carnage that I found in its wake. Some of these pictures may be extremely shocking, so be advised.

Things were getting real.

You can see one poor soul who hadn't made it home in time, desperately scurrying through the street, clinging to dear life as he was looking for shelter. While it is only human to hope for a better outcome, we'll have to assume the poor man perished in this horrible meteorological onslaught

Soon enough, nightfall darkened the city even further. Things looked bleak, but my nerves of steel enabled me to continue filming and taking pictures for some time.

The snow quickly covered the bodies of those who hadn't made it home in time, making this a deceitfully peaceful view. Don't let the apparent silence fool you though!

Having to witness all of this eventually took its toll on me, so I decided to turn away from the window and go make some traditional Dutch split-pea soup to take my mind off the horrors that were going on outside.

The taste of this smoked sausage came surprisingly close to that of the real Dutch "rookworst", so it was a wonderful substitute :)

Not bad, considering this was my first time making pea soup, ever.

All of this provided us with the nourishment and comfort we needed to make it through the night.

After a good night's sleep I opened the window again to see if the city was still here. In the morning light the true scope of destruction was clearly visible, and I decided I couldn't contend myself with taking pictures from a safe height anymore. I had to get out there, get in the midst of it and see it for myself. (I also had to get some groceries so I was going out anyway)

A few brave survivors crossing the street, one even managed to commandeer a vehicle to make an escape from the city.

Some others were not so lucky...

I could hardly stand to hear the heartwrenching screams of children playing in the snow..

Most of the parks had been reduced to barren wasteland.

These guys were just waiting, like vultures, for their chance to reign supreme over the city. Their time will one day come, but not yet. Not today.

How long until a poor, starving soul will decide the yellow snow actually looks appetizing?

Simply apocalyptic. Thank goodness the supermarket was still open, though that's probably because the people working there had been snowed in all night.

Despite everything, the sun sets over the Manhattan rooftops once more. 

Never forget.