Arriving in Venice this time was something else, since it was good London variety pea soup fog. It was so much so that the KLM flight could not get to the gate (presumably for fear of ramming the airport). We had a truck with the unlikely orange flashing sign on it that said "Follow Me" that led us to an outer reach where we were transported by bus. It got a little better during the day, but you can see the fog from my room (some of the same views) that night. I've changed them to black and white, which somehow captures the sense of it better.