Lost & Found

The weekend has been full of good things.

First, I got lost driving around downtown Milwaukee, but luckily I was with Jessica and Jenna, two people who make getting lost fun. Then we got unlost, retrieved a left-behind cardigan, and ended the night on a note of victory.

Second, Garrett and Andrea came in town from Chicago on Saturday, making the night a great and welcome mix of old and new friends. We ventured out to the Safe House, a local speakeasy-themed spy hangout where everyone is called 'agent' and mysterious sirens blare unexpectedly. A good place to go for drinks with out of town guests (many of the drinks come with a glass to keep). On the way to the Safe House, I'm pretty sure a pack of birds exploded on my car, because the sheer quantity of shit that bombarded us (and my open window) was mind-boggling. Who could be upset with something so confusing?

After dinner we went to Regano's Roman Coin and had a couple of pitchers and enjoyed the low-key atmosphere and the seriously awesome music (minus Cat Man Do). This morning, we went to the Original Pancake House on Downer and had omelets and pancakes that were huge. I mean, really, very very big. I could only eat 1/3 of my omelet. Not joking.

The rest of my Sunday was spent on the search for an apartment for the fall, or more accurately for a parking space near the apartment open house we were going to see.

The Milwaukee Air & Water Show took place this weekend, and the Blue Angels, among others drew in huge crowds of people to the beach area, making it hard to drive and hard to hear. This is a picture taken after the planes flew overhead and a flock of birds scattered. It looks pretty dreamy.

So today, no apartments were seen, but Water Street was explored, a book store was found, the Anthropologie was patronized and a greater sense of familiarity was achieved in Milwaukee.