Success - 7/15

That Jared is one smart fellow. I stuck with my late breakfast and Subway early dinner plan and lost 11 1/2 pounds in the 10 days Terry was gone. I also managed to forgo stopping for a beer on my walks home from Subway which, I'm sure, helped the process. I'll likely gain some back as we hit the festival circuit again, but hopefully not all. Every day about 1/4 mile into my walk I thought, "I should have brought the MP3 player." A 1/4 mile is too far to go back. In fact if I had remembered at the bottom of the stairs, it still would have been too far to go back. As a result, for the next 30 to 40 minutes (in addition to the 30-40 minute return trip) my only entertainment was what went on in my own head, and let me tell you, it gets pretty bizarre up there. The most common non-weird thought was, "Really? All those damn clouds up there and the sun can't be behind just one of them?" A temperature of 80-85 is far better than 100, but a 3 1/2 mile round-trip walk in the sun can still take its toll.
 
I managed quite well without a car. The only difficulty was laundry. It wasn't that heavy, but a 10-pound laundry bag is an awkward bundle to comfortably carry a long distance. Once was enough. I also noticed when you omit businesses related to eating or drinking, which I avoided anyway, the only downtown establishments open after 6PM were the Holiday Inn, a gas station, and the library. Since I didn't need a room, didn't have a car, and don't read books my evening options were pretty limited. I went to a couple of concerts in the town band shell, surfed the internet, and watched a lot of streaming movies and TV shows on the computer.

The most "exciting" activity was walking down to the marina to see the charter fishing boats come in at around six. You would see a smiling group of fishermen with their 17 salmon lined up on the dock. The next boat over might have three. Those guys tended not to smile as much. The Captain would then fillet the day's catch. Now that was an amazing sight. He could slice up a fish yielding two perfect fillets in well under a minute. If I had the same fish, the same knife, and half an hour, the best I would end up with is bait.
 
Things start to pick up Saturday with Port Washington's annual Fish Day, billed as the biggest one-day outdoor fish fry in the world. Those qualifiers would lead me to believe somewhere there is a multi-day indoor fish fry that is larger but I'm too lazy to look for it on the web. Fish Day is the primary annual event in the town. Sunday we'll catch the end of German Fest in Cedarburg and bottle our wine. After that with 30 brand new bottles of wine, things will probably get a little fuzzy.