Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Don't Forget the Beach
"No Mark... "
"Milwaukee Public Museum looks good too, and the Harley Davidson Museum."
"But Mark... "
"I want to go to this Third Ward neighborhood. They say it has lots of shopping."
"Mark! Listen to me... "
"We should go to Miller Park."
"Okay, that's enough. Miller Park is for baseball and they aren't even playing yet."
He does this every time we travel. Mark cooks up a slew of things to do so that every single waking second is occupied. He leaves no room for my required naps, (two a day) and no relief for my tired wallet. Mark doesn't understand that I can't keep going non-stop, and it's not because of old age. Even when I was young I needed a break when I traveled. The biggest problem with our trip to Milwaukee and Mark's obsession with seeing everything that is there to see, is that we will be there less than twenty four hours. At least four of those hours will be at my niece's wedding. So I will need a hour or so for napping when we arrive at our hotel. Then there is the time it takes to attend a wedding. This is followed by eight hours of sleep after the wedding, breakfast, my after breakfast nap, and finally checking out of the hotel. I suppose we can drive by that famous German Restaurant on our way back to Chicago.