Indianapolis

Before Mark and I got married, he spent a month in Indianapolis with work. He's been talking about their downtown, specifically the giant monument in the center of town, for the past seven years. So, at last, I was able to see this famed monument. And it was thrilling. There are few things I enjoy more than a good round-about with a large obelisk in the middle - especially one that's being cleverly disguised as a Christmas tree.

So, while Indianapolis is nice, it's too Midwestern for my liking - very clean, very plain, very flat. There are no equivalents of Beal St or Bourbon St., not even a Nashville-styled Broadway or Second Ave. This basically means, like most Midwestern cities, it's both incredibly lovely and boring at the same time. So we didn't linger long - just stretched our legs, ate some lunch, and then got back on the road toward the main event - Chicago.