In March my job sent me to a conference in Indianapolis. Not exactly a glamorous metropolis, but that’s not really my thing anyway. At these conferences I can rarely get far from the hotel/conference center but usually make a quick trip out to do something silly. In New Orleans I made it to Bourbon Street to drink my face off, in Orlando I took drunken co-workers for a midnight alligator spotting (stupid idea), and in Boston I managed to find a bakery that advertised amazing ricotta pies (which I glutinously ate like a hot dog walking down the street with no plate, fork, or napkin).

The cool thing about Indianapolis is it has a human habitrail! You can go between the hotels, mall, restaurants, and convention center without going outside. They have walk ways over the roads leading you all over, including to my first dinner out. We had mediocre service, terrible sangria, but met the creator of the Webber Grill (or shook his statue’s hand)! Yep I dragged my co-workers to the Webber Grill restaurant. Totally worth it for this wonderful photo opportunity: We did leave the safety of the habitrail one night so we could get a picture of my lovely co-worker Cathy and this guy…although we never figured out who he is/was. Look at him try to cop a feel! Fun fact: according to my blog statistics Cathy is the number one comment poster on my blog! Thanks for the support, it’s time you made it on a post! Another fun statue in the area was of John Wooden, a famous basketball coach. He’s a sports guy so I have no clue who he is. But I had fun posing for a photo with him. Kind of looks like we might be getting ready to do something untoward! He’s a naughty strumpet! Lastly was this fun little exhibit directly across the street from our hotel! I have no idea what they were there for or their significance but they were too cute not to take stupid pictures with! 

Stay tuned for my upcoming mid-life crisis adventures! Starting on my 40th birthday I will begin a year of 40 adventures featuring 1 big exciting activity a month! I plan to blog the big 12 as I go and do one large post with the other 28 small ones next May. If I make it. As mentioned in my last post I’ll probably freeze to death on the cattle drive.