Clark Griswald-ian

After another 200 ass-numbing miles, we have arrived safely in the wonderful little town of Cambridge. The snow is apparently following us because after we got here, an additional 2 or 3 inches of the inescapable white stuff fell on my father in-law's house.
On the way down, we discovered (in the midst of the salt and mud covered roads) that the Kia's windshield washer fluid reservoir had frozen. We were going down the road, mud and salt were being kicked up on our windshield and I was unable to clean it off. Dangerous? I think maybe. Upon inspection, the fluid was still present in the reservoir, but it had frozen solid. My solution? Let's stop every 10-15 miles to throw some snow on the windshield to clean it off. It was a very long afternoon, but we are here safely and that is all that matters.