So with Ryan not working and me working part-time, we felt it would be a great opportunity to jump in the car and drive 1,000 miles to spend Christmas with the ones we love. First stop, Lexington, Kentucky, then onto Northeast Indiana, then Indianapolis, finally Portland.
The drive there was pretty easy. Arriving in Lexington just in time for lunch was just what I needed. Good thing Ryan's mom was on it and had everything ready for us. Time in Lexington was very relaxing, no running around trying to see a million people in the short time we had there. Ryan's little sister and her husband arrived later that night and it was great to spend some time with them as well as his parents.
Christmas day was spent with four and a half hours on the road with me calling pharmacies in Indiana to find out if we could buy booze because we were seriously underprepared for a few days with my family. Don't get me wrong, I love them but sometimes they make me crazy. Fortunately after a detour to see our roommates outside of Louisville, we scored as we came upon an open liquor store. I believe in Indiana you can't buy liqour on Christmas. A 175 of Svedka and some Miller Light later, we were good to go.
Some friends came over Christmas night and we played euchre, played pool and drank of course. The next day consisted of quite some more time in the car seeing people and catching up. Our final morning was made up of bacon and eggs at the local cafe. One of my best friends came up and we caught up with her and her parents--plus they got to meet Ryan. This cafe is one of the places in my hometown where you can find a breaded cheeseburger--you heard right--a beef patty with cheese lightly breaded and deep fried. Hands down one of my favorite things on the planet. Ryan was skeptical about this in the beginning but after his first one, he understood the wonder that is the breaded cheeseburger. So we scored some frozen to go (you didn't think we drove all that way with no cooler, did you?) and were super excited to share them with our New England friends. Four in the cooler... done.
Finally, Indianapolis. First off, I love Indianapolis. It's a great city that I was proud to call home for the better part of nine years. I miss Indy tremendously; I miss my friends, the food, the vibe, the places. Lunch at Taste with some great friends was first on the list. Taste is one of Ryan's favorite places and also the start of the marathon date we had last February. I on the other hand, think the breakfast is some of the best in Indy, but everytime I get a lunch sandwich there I am overwhelmed by the salt content. Next we went to see some other friends and then checked in on our old neighbors to watch the Colts game. I said to Ryan, "What if the storm door is hanging off of our old house and there are four cars parked in the yard?" I was happy to see that that wasn't the case. So after watching the Jets beat our second string Colts, we were off to Broad Ripple Tavern to meet some people out. What a blast! The next day was full of visiting and then we were off again on a road trip.
It took us to the minute the exact amount of time to get home as it took to get there. 15 hours, 17 minutes.