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Our trip to Indianapolis? The four of us went on a mini-vacation of three wonderful days away from home. The goal was to attend a drum corps show in the RCA dome (where the Colts play) last Saturday night. The serendipity was that we discovered a new place together. It reminded me of a European city with fountains, monuments, a canal/walkway/bike path, museums, a huge shopping center connected by walkways to hotels and the dome, and a very metropolitan ambience. We had fun at a wild southern Italian place called Boca di Beppo (Italian for "Joe's Basement") where all the food is to be shared among your party. It was delicious, and we were too full to try the dessert! I really wanted some tiramisu. We watched an Imax movie and would have visited the zoo, but for a "wild goose chase" seeking our favorite drum corps practice site. We exemplified our Burka vacation motto:

“Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, ‘Wow! What a ride!’”

Yeah, that was our sweaty Dad who took his shirt off while standing in the middle of the circle downtown. That was us marching 330 steps to the top of the Civil War monument, exploring the shrine of the World War Memorial, cruising City Centre, and loving every minute of fifteen rowsing drum corps performances plus the encore! Exhilirating and exhausting. We did it!