Indian(apolis) Summer Day

I appreciate your concern for my creative capacities which were on the fritz yesterday. And although I am still not quite feeling up to snuff (where did that saying even come from anyway???), I shall give you a long-overdue update concerning our brief trip to Indiana to visit my brother-in-law Drew.

Remember that weekend a few weeks ago where it was like 80 degrees in the great Midwest? Well, we happened upon the perfect weekend to visit the grand state of Indiana. We went down with Tyler’s parents. Packed it all up in his dad’s truck. Which actually has a more spacious cab than the interior of my good ol’ green Yoda (Toyota).

What did we do you ask?

*crickets chirpping*

Umm…. man, what did we do? That was so long ago, I can hardly remember! I really need to get better at updating this thing immediately following their occurrence.

Oh yes! We went to Indianapolis with Drew and his girlfriend Hannah (who if you will remember killed all my bunnies the last time we played games with them. But I have forgiven her for it, and we have reconciled).   

Indianapolis is a pretty cool city. We walked through the mall which is 4 stories!!! We ended up eating lunch at the food court, which is a really cool place because every restaurant has a person standing in front of it with samples. Had I been smart, I would have invested in a disguise from one of those kiosks at the mall so that I could just make 2 laps around the food court and bypass the need to order a meal from anyone of them. I’m sure they wouldn’t have thought it peculiar to serve samples to two ravenously hungry 6 foot tall women within a 10 minute period.

But alas, I settled on Chick-fil-a, hypnotized by the weaved pattern and the greasy smell of their waffle fries. Mmm’mm’mm.

We continued our adventure by walking over to the Circle Centre Monument (or so I think it is called). Here we discovered that we could actually go to the top of the monument and look out over the city. Undeterred by heartburn and full stomachs, we opted to climb the 277 stairs to the pinnacle point of the city rather than pay $2 to ride the elevator.

What a climb it was. Heaving as we pulled ourselves to the overlook platform, we pulled out our cameras to document our last gasping breaths of life before descending.

Ok, “last gasping breaths of life” in the little outlook tower.

And then we descended. Which was actually more terrifying to me than any other part of our exploit. The stairs were steep and the stairway was narrow and dark. Slight panicky feelings started to nag me as I thought about my clumsy body lunging head first down a flight, only to be stuck in the middle of this huge dark solid tower.

*shudder*

I’m not usually chlostrophobic, but I did get a little anxious in there.

But then… there was LIGHT!!! The light of DAY! And I was exstatic and spaghetti-like in my celebration of my return to earth!!!

Meaning my muscles were funny-feeling and with what little energy I had left I breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, on to the ZOO!!!

Except that… the zoo only ended up being open for another hour and a half, but still cost like $14/person!

Um, no… no way I would pay $14 to see some animals for an hour and a half. C’mon, haven’t you ever been to a zoo before??? You have to stand at the lion’s lair for an hour and half just to see one of them move!

So instead we had a nice long walk by the river and enjoyed the sunshine on this Indian Summer day.

And then we ate burgers at Cheeseburger paradise. And then we went to the hotel and all got beat by Tyler in Settler’s of Catan (Not to be confused with Settlers of Canaan). And then we said good bye to Drew and Hannah and returned to our Drew-less homes. *sniff*

*clears throat* By the way, did I ever tell you about that game? How Tyler convinced me to buy it for him on the day we got engaged as an “engagement gift.” And then weeks later when we pulled it out to play it at a family gathering, we confused by the pieces, because they looked different than we had remembered. And then we pulled out the directions and realized we had purchased the “Settlers of Canaan” instead of the “Settlers of Catan.”

Yep, we had a good laugh. But now we have both versions.

Alright, creative juices depleted again, as demonstrated by the overuse of the phrase “And then…”

Over and out.