Ever since I was a kid I have loved the fog. It's fun, a little bit eerie, and it's great for sneaking about; it also makes for great photos. So in the afternoon when the fog first rolled into the city, I grabbed my camera and headed out in hopes of catching some nice views of Cleveland's skyline barely poking through the mist. The problem was, the city wasn't poking through at all. It was completely blanketed in fog. It was as though the city had been erased, which doesn't make for very exciting photos. I went home feeling defeated and disappointed at not being able to take advantage of one of my favorite weather conditions. Remarkably, the fog stuck around most of the day, and once the sun started to set, the city lights began to make the fog glow. I text Brandon and we immediately headed downtown.
First stop, a quick rooftop.
Second stop, a not so quick rooftop.
From here you could watch the fog move across the landscape and bend around the buildings.
By the time we got down from the second roof the fog had finally begun to dissipate, but we weren't ready to call it a night. So we climbed a lift bridge.