There is something rather extraordinary about falling in love with a city you would have sold a kidney to leave at one point in your life, but that is exactly what Indianapolis has thrust upon me.
Indianapolis – affectionately known as Indy – was my wanderlusting teenage self’s home and once felt small enough to warrant a transatlantic escape. Getting to know the city after almost ten years using London as a home base to travel the world has been a trip in every sense of the word.
Indy, in its current form, is electric. And well worth the extensive city guide, below. Enjoy!
My week in Indianapolis in two words? Crazy. Beautiful.
It has been almost three years since I have seen the faux-mily and my other best friends, and – despite the location – I couldn’t wait to get to Indiana. With days packed from morning to…following morning…it all went by far too fast.
P Sawyer’s wedding (the reason for the trip in the first place) was incredible, and hopefully I will be able to share some of her wedding photos when they come through. For now, here is a little taster of the Midwestern mania…
Long time no see, Best of Tumblr! Since I watched absolutely 0% of last night’s Superbowl festivities yet seem to have an Inbox filled with Superbowl-themed press releases, I figured I would do a Lela-style tribute. Shout-out to Indianapolis, the city that I love to love from afar.
So, congratulations to whoever won, and better luck next time, losing team!