gone fishing!

so we may not be the beatles fishing out of the hotel window over the sound--but we could, if we wanted to, dangle out of our windows and catch a few. or, hang out by the docks and reel in a cod on our first throw! of course i panicked and held my breath until michael tossed the fish back in the water. next time we'll get a bucket and watch him swim around a bit or bring him into the kitchen.