Almost every time we go to Pretopolis, we get to observe low-hanging clouds covering the tops of the hills. They seem so near, as if we could almost walk up the hill and touch them. So, during one of the weekends in Petropolis this in November I kept wondering what it would be like to be in the middle of the cloud.

Next day I found out. We were driving home and as we decended into the town, we found ourselves surrounded by the sickest fog I ever saw in my life. We couldn’t see more than a few meters ahead, so we drove 10 km/h until we got out of it. From a distance, this must have looked exactly like one of the clouds in the pictures.