i love fog. i don’t know why, but every time i see it, i get flashbacks to my childhood when i would wake up early in the morning, see the fog, and dash outside to see if i can see across the street and see my friend’s house.
this morning the ride to work was fun driving through the thick fog. now, if there was some way to make it really foggy, but not so cold…
cindy
On our drive to Vegas for Thanksgiving, at one point the fog in the 2-laned road was SO dense that we could only see between 1 and 2 carlengths in front of us. It was SCARY. Everyone was going like 20 mph but Mr. W wanted to go 40 and pass everybody up. I was so terrified we weren’t gonna see a turn in time and fall off the mountain.