Numazu Day 2

I'm writing now from the comfort of a Mister Donut shop. Mister Donut has two mustaches, a bowtie and a jaunty chef's hat that covers one of his eyes. But despite these possible impediments to chef-hood he makes a mean donut. We just sampled a selection of classic styles (old-fashioned, glazed, custard filled...) and some of the sweetest milk I've ever had. Anyway, outside of the delicious donuts (attn: Colin) the main attraction of Mister Donut is his hospitality in letting you hang out indefinitely to read, chat, blog, etc. This is an especially desirable state of affairs because we are kinda exhausted after our morning exploits.
After my first traditional Japanese breakfast (salad, rice with nori, grilled fish, etc.) we ambled down one of the main roads in search of the port, where we hoped to find great views, the possibility of shopping and even a ferry ride to the town of Heida (which has been absorbed by Numazu proper). One might call this adventure somewhat short of successful. But before I get to that, let me tell you about Boss Coffee! It was sweet, and milky, but not overly so, for which I was grateful. But what made me enjoy this coffee drink so much was the authority with which the eponymous Boss presided over my experience with his mustache and pipe.
Anyway, I finished my coffee just as we approached the long-sought-after port. After strolling through the air-conditioned port mini-mall we enquired after the ferry to Heida, only to find that it had just left and that the next ferry would not leave for four hours and would not return until the next morning. Strike one.
We then moseyed over the the tsunami gate, which affords memorable views of Mt. Fuji. Taking a circuitous route through the fish market and other dock warehouses (receiving no shortage of strange looks as we did so) we arrived, acquired our tickets to the top, entered the elevator and were treated to... great views of the sea, but no Fuji. Fuji was hiding behind a considerable blanket of clouds. Strike two.
Having realized there was no shopping outside of restaurants, we cooled off with some delicious matcha ice cream and decided to look for either some points of historical interest and/or a river ferry back to the train station. Soon after embarking on this endeavor, we slowly succumbed to the heat that was higher than forecast (at one point passing a shaded thermometer reading 31C). As you might have guessed by this point, we gave up on monument searching, and once again missed our ferry. Strike three...
So this leads us back here to Mister Donut, where we are recuperating with sugar, A/C and a strange western pop soundtrack. Also, I hope you will forgive the baseball pedantry above, I was inspired by the high school baseball championships, which have been alternating with olympics coverage on NHK sports. I'm sure I'll have much more to say later about this fascinating spectacle.
Tomorrow we head back to Tokyo (via Shimoda?) and will continue our chilling out/acclimating.