On my way home from the Nats game a little while ago, I noticed something truly unusual – as I crossed over Pennsylvania Avenue on 8th Street SE, I looked westward, and the Capitol was not in its usual spot. Normally, this is what I see when I cross that intersection at night:
Tonight, however, it looked like this.
It’s nights like this that make it clear how a city can end up with a neighborhood called Foggy Bottom. I mean, that’s a lot of fog.