I've been on the road a lot this summer, and one visit took me to Milwaukee, a lovely city I'd never really discovered before.
I was going for a meeting. To fly -- $750. To take the boat -- $167. And so I embarked on a "three hour tour." ("A three hour tour.")
If you are singing "Gilligan's Island" as an accompaniment to these words, you'll wonder if "the weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed."
The boat wasn't that tiny, the weather not so rough. In fact, both days were lovely (and among the hottest of the summer, which made the deck with its mighty breezes mighty fine.)
The ferry, I discovered, is a fine way to travel -- a lovely deck if you want to look about and catch the breezes, a fine large cabin with big, cushy seats and a fairly decent -- if overpriced -- kitchen.
Being rather fond of lighthouses, I got to see a few of them.
I was also fond of the kayakers who gave us a wave and frolic as we left Muskegon.
And some of the wonderful boats we saw along the way.
Milwaukee is lovely and I wanted to share a few places I was fortunate enough to visit.
Our meeting group had an evening at the aquarium.
Loved the jelly fish.
There were lots of interesting features here -- a periscope, fish you could pet. I wish those photos turned out!
We also got to tour the Denis Sullivan, a teaching ship.
Our guide, a young teacher, had lively tattoos, a good way with the explanations and was indeed, an asset.
Kerry Lee and I had the opportunity to have dinner at a tapas restaurant called La Merenda.
I loved the bathroom -- especially that Paris map on the wall.
Then she took me to the Alterra coffee company (Milwaukee's home brew and Rick says it is mighty tasty!) where her daughter worked and where I got great stuff for Rick's birthday.
Home again aboard the "S.S. Minnow." And a good time was had by all!
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