opened up above Milwaukee and poured. It rained so hard and so fast that the clothes were dripping on our bodies after walking in the parking lot, as if we jumped in a pond on the way out of work. Less than a mile away, our drive was interrupted by flooding on the highway. We waited, we turned around, we got on different roads, we drove through high water and in the end, our 40 minute commute became a 3 1/2 hour trek home. We kept positive, cheering my car through the roads and relying on the Foreigner for silly laughs. Many cars and their passengers weren't as lucky, and several were left abandoned on the side of the street. Close to where I live, a giant sinkhole opened up and swallowed an Escalade whole! There are still construction crews working to fix the intersection.
Friday involved takeout dinner and then drinks on North Street (very near the sinkhole). The rain started up again as we were walking home, so we stopped at a closer friend's house and watched Flight of the Conchords until it was time for bed. The same friends took the opportunity to grab some late-morning breakfast at the Jewish diner/deli, Benji's. I experienced my first corned beef hash, which was delicious! Thank god for the Jews; they know what's up. The afternoon was spent at the Brady Street Festival, where young and old alike drank themselves into stupors and celebrated being awesome. After the festival, Jessica, Shawnna and I stopped at a lookout above Lake Michigan, where there were more dragonflies than I have ever seen in my life. Thousands of dragonflies flew overhead, creating a surreal and magical feeling I've never experienced before.
Today was the last day of German Fest (it is the City of Festivals, after all), so we headed to the Summerfest grounds to drink good beer, watch yodeling contests, awe in the lederhosen and celebrate a heritage I'm pretty sure may be less than 1/8 of my European mutt heritage. Time for some much needed coffee and possibly another round.
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