it was terrifying. everything was just solid ice. i had stayed at the shelter until we could get all of our homeless guests transported to their night shelters so we knew they were safe. i left and headed down 75 around 2:00 in the afternoon. i only made it to mt. perrin exit. it took me about six hours to get there. and i made it to the top of the hill and i started down the hill and it was just a solid block of ice. so i started sliding. and i was tapping the brakes, like they tell you to do. i was trying to steer my car to the side. there were georgia state patrol lined up. i thought cars were just backed up, but they were just sliding down hitting each other. i slid over to the side and had my dad on speakerphone on my cell phone in my lap. and i said, you know, i have a chance to pull into the grass, what should i do? he said pull in, pull in. he goes just pull in and stop. so i pulled up on the grass, sat there for a few minutes and chatted with dad and decided that the best option for me was to try and hoof it about two hours up to the waverly hotel