Everything is shrouded in thick warm moist fog. Cries of sea birds sound like echoing fog horns we heard in Oregon.
J.J. and I spent the morning catching up with some of our email correspondences. Then we went out for a hot lunch of gumbo, fish and J.J.'s favorite oysters and shrimp dishes at the Shrimp N' Stuff. The small restaurant was again packed.
Seawall Blvd runs parallel to the Gulf of Mexico. Surfers are a hardy bunch and the thick fog certainly did not deter them from going into the water.
The Pleasure Pier where rides were not operating today because of the fog.