I live in Paris this year because I'm spending my senior year abroad. The Iceland thing was basically a small disaster in late December wherein a tiny amount of snow in Paris made them shut down Charles de Gaulle on the day I was supposed to fly home, so the next day Icelandair came to get us but couldn't take us all the way back to the States. They ended up putting us all up in a Hilton for three days, free meals included! It would have been so cool if it hadn't been so stressful. And if I'd had a coat.