Last night’s touristy doings: Holy Bat-cruise! You’ve never really seen the bats until you’ve seen ‘em from a pontoon boat under the bridge with a cooler of beer at your feet.

If you don’t know what I’m talking about, well, there’s a million bats living up in the cracks of the Congress Avenue bridge, and at dusk they come out in a huge impressive swarm, blotting out the sky with their bat-itude. Sort of. You can read all about ‘em here.