Mist Land

This will be a long story.

Lazy to tell.

Ok, short.

After 3 hours of driving, used half tank of petrol, instead of a nice sunrise, I reached to this wonderland-like place.

The mist is so thick that can almost be touched. When the wind blows, the mist flows just like river, one of the best views I enjoyed.

There were some people camping there. Those people were wearing thick and long, while we wore shorts and slippers. It's so cold that I can't stop trembling, reminded me of the incident that I went to a walk after shower in shorts when I was in Sweden.