The Fog Likes Fireworks Too

I wish every weekend were a long July 4th weekend. I thoroughly enjoy the warm weather and not that sunny sky. Actually, the low hanging fog has made the bay quite pretty during the day, like this picture I took a few days ago in my apartment. It creates layers of lights on the water. At night, the soothing sound from ships bellowing their horns reminds me the fog is still with me, even I can’t see it. I feel like I am sitting on the fog and gliding into my dreams. Yesterday was the July 4th holiday, I took MUNI‘s 76 Line back to Marin Headlands with Ryan and Peter for a long hike, even it was extremely foggy.   When we were on the top of the mountain, I could not see the City at all. Actually Peter and Ryan seemed to vanish in front of me, like in a murder mystery movie. But that’s only better for us! Because this means there are even fewer cars on the road than a normal sunny day! The air is cleaner, the mystery in the fog is more intriguing, and our laugh is louder. We had such a fantastic time, but we had to come back to cook dinner and to get ready for the fireworks. After dinner, we took a short walk from my apartment to the bay that was packed by the fireworks watchers already. We picked up a spot on the beach, and sat. Then we realized that there were a few cuties sitting next to us. However, the fog came to see the fireworks as well. What’s worse is that the fog took the front seat. By 9:30pm, we started to see fireworks were shot into the sky from the water, and then, exploded behind the fog. Watching the fireworks is like watching somebody showering behind a foggy glass wall—I know exactly what’s happening there, but I just have to use a little bit of my imagination to complete the whole picture. It’s like taking out of focus pictures. Then again, it doesn’t matter! We never stopped laughing and making fun of the whole thing. Our cute neighbors sitting on the beach joined our laugh and we had such a wonderful time "listening" the fireworks. If we have stayed at my apartment, we would have seen and heard exactly the same thing. But then, I wouldn’t be able to find out that Billy, the guy sitting next to us, is actually from Raleigh, NC. I love the fog. It always provides me with entertainment, and makes this city incredibly beautiful.