Anyway, the surfing was mediocre, until the tide brought in a gigantic bed of seaweed. It was just plain gross to swim out through it, and something of a pain since the seaweed would hang in vast fluttering banners from the leash-line. It occurred to me that even if I did manage to paddle out past the seaweed, the waves would just wash me right back into it. Gross. We packed it in, had some dinner at a charmingly weird Swiss biergarten right on the waterfront, and proceeded to watch most of two seasons of "Avatar: The Last Airbender". Now that was a day of no stress, let me tell you.
Tonight, the Eagles are on Monday Night Football, and so it is obligatory that I be home to watch it (high def, surround sound, of course) with copious amounts of beer and unhealthy food. By good fortune the autumn has arrived, and pumpkin ale is again available at local vendors of wine, beer, and spirits. I believe the itinerary is set: guests are welcome.
(edit to add - what amounts to plot spoilers about Avatar are in the comments. You have been warned.)