Fogstorm

Part of my usual weekday walk involves Market Street between Van Ness and 8th.  There’s a wind tunnel there that is particularly brisk and bright during a fogstorm.  This morning’s fogstorm inspired buttoning up my thin suit jacket, walking as briskly as I can, dodging tourists clumped outside the Ramada, skimming through people waiting for bus to take them to CalTrain, and stomping down 8th in a rush to get out of the wind. There’s almost always sunshine on Folsom with the people and waterhoses cleaning the sidewalk.