{"id":5739,"date":"2018-07-23T09:58:47","date_gmt":"2018-07-23T17:58:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rknibbe.com\/Wordpress\/?p=5739"},"modified":"2018-08-11T11:45:08","modified_gmt":"2018-08-11T19:45:08","slug":"wi-travelogue-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rknibbe.com\/Wordpress\/archives\/5739","title":{"rendered":"WI Travelogue – Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

It was 98\u00ba outside t<\/span><\/span>he day we left Milwaukee to return home to The Great Land. We’d looked forward to our visit, to see family of course, but also to experience some summer. But 98\u00ba? It was like stepping into a blast furnace to relieve a chill.<\/span><\/p>\n

Needing to pass a couple hours before heading to the airport, we (Sister Gail, HW and I) drove to Milwaukee’s Third Ward to seek relief inside the Uber Tap Room<\/a>, where upscale beers and gourmet cheese plates are served. Amid the hipsters and up-and-comers at the bar I felt a bit out of my element. Things sure have changed since the days I used to carouse here while in grad school at the U of W. Back then is was Pabst, pool, and darts. Cheese plates? <\/i>The only thing we topped with cheese was beef, which few of us could afford being we’d spent all our money on beer and other treatments.<\/span><\/p>\n

A big Wisconsin thank you to sister Gail for schlepping us to Milwaukee, in the luxury of her new wheels no less, which at night when you open the car door casts an affluent emblem of excellence on the ground<\/span><\/p>\n

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You’ve made it Girl! You can buy an aftermarket kit for this at Amazon, $112. Such a deal. Remove all identifying features from your Ford or Chevy and install it. Impress your date. S\/he will never know you’re a poser.<\/span><\/p>\n

Earlier in the week, before tripping north to visit family, I treated Happy Wife to two nights in Milwaukee at the Kinn Guesthouse<\/a> in Bayview. A big shoutout to this place. It was the first glamtel<\/i> I’ve ever stayed at. As with the Third Ward, Bayview has changed <\/span>some<\/span> in 30+ years. Not the safest area of town back then as I recall, but during our visit it felt quaint and friendly, with pocket parks, bike lanes, and boutiques filled with vintage knick-knackery that women purchase to place here and there in the home where it is meant to be simply, enjoyed. <\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Favorite likes in our room at the Kinn – the high ceiling and cream city brick walls. And free wine in the communal kitchen!<\/span><\/p>\n

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The next morning we walked, and walked (and walked) all the way down Kinnickinnic avenue to the lakefront (~7 miles). We were just strolling along the sidewalk, the heat of the day coming on full bore, when all of a sudden we hear the bum bum bum<\/i> of rap music get louder and louder until…wait, what’s this<\/span><\/p>\n