Turns out my weird day was actually a sign of brilliant intuition. Everybody who did manage to drive wherever they wanted to got hopelessly stuck. The roads got frozen over and turned into an ice-skating rink. It’s taking everybody 5-6 hours to get home.
I’m now super glad I didn’t spend the day in a neighboring town. I can’t take two steps on this ice. Driving on it would be impossible.
It’s possible that I heard a weather forecast, didn’t pay attention, but it stuck in my subconscious and prevented me from leaving town.

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