Downer Avenue comes to an end at the Lake. You think you can see Michigan in the distance, but you really can’t. It’s that big. Makes Lake Harriet look like a puddle. But it smells like dead fish on the beach, which is why I took this photo from on top of the bluff.
Continuing along the bike trail along the lake, we hit downtown. For you arts people, this building is the art museum. Which building, you ask? The ugly one or the pretty one? Both, actually. They stuck a graceful, award-winning building onto the side of that brown monstrosity. Like transplanting a swan’s head onto a trout. I guess the front view’s not so bad, but the view from the lake is just a wall of brown.
Now downtown, we find ourselves at one of the city’s hottest after-work happy hours- Flannery’s, named after my cousin. If my uncle hadn’t admitted his drug habit and gone into rehab, he’d still own it. Of course, he probably would have spent all the profits on drugs and overdose, so I guess it’s better this way. Flannery still eats for free there.
Our last stop downtown is the Pabst Theatre, where Mason Jennings played the other day. This is also where we put on my high school musicals. Yeah, you heard that right. This is where I got to do my high school musicals. I guess there was an upside to not having an auditorium.
I looked in vain for a Tyme machine, but apparently, they’ve all been replaced by regular ATMs. I also did not take photos of Anodyne, Caribou Coffee, Nomad World Pub, or beer, because this is a tour of what makes Milwaukee different from Minneapolis. Last, but not least, this is the page from the Summerfest schedule showing Andrew Bird, Wilco, Flogging Molly, and Mike Doughty all playing on the same night, practically for free.
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