Earlier this week I sat in an airport terminal for four hours before giving up and driving six hours in a rented car to a job interview. Because FOG.
Everyone at the interview was quite sympathetic, but I explained that it wasn’t so bad; it was better than sitting helpless at the airport, and besides, traffic wasn’t bad at all. It’s only later that I realized that’s because for most of the drive I couldn’t see anything else. An adventure, indeed.