Adventure is worthwhile in itself.----------Amelia Earhart

Leaving Goshen we decided to take a Southerly route, meandering toward Kansas City. We intended to circle Indianapolis on I-465 arriving at our campground in early afternoon. It was a great plan. The city/state picked that day to stripe the highway at the exact time we arrived at our exit, and we were trapped in traffic unable to make the turn. We thought "What the heck, we'll just drive through town instead of turning around! After all, it'll be a lot shorter." The first few miles we moved along quite nicely, but soon the suburbs slowed us down. It was a fine drive though; with lovely old homes and grand estates on the north side of Indy. Stop lights began to show up more often but it was still fun. Soon it became apparent that we were going to go through the urban core, but hey-we're O K with it. Too bad there was so much construction going on making for narrow lanes and problems maneuvering the trailer.

This beautiful park is very close to downtown. Isn't it lovely?

This is a Civil War/Assorted Other Wars Monument in the middle of a traffic circle. It's really impressive on a grand scale.
Monument Circle is the epicenter of Indianapolis. The lanes were kind of large and drivers were nice about sharing space with us. A traffic circle isn't the easiest thing to navigate with our rig, but John got us through with flying colors. We made the half-circle and got back on our street to continue the journey, knowing it would all be easier from now on. Five or six blocks further this is what we found.

That's Union Station on the right. Restaurants and shops- bars galore- what a fun place. On the right you can almost see the intersection where a one-way street comes in to join the festivities. On the left out of frame is a narrow alley leading to a parking lot. Look closely at the underpass. See the sign that says 12 ft 9 in? That's how much clearance you have. See all the scars and chunks of missing concrete? That's what happens when people hit the bridge from underneath because they're too tall. We're too tall at 13'6" to make it under the bridge, we can't turn down the street on the right because it's one-way the wrong way, and we're to big to pull into the alley. The street is too narrow to turn around in because we're too long. In the next photo you'll see how far John had to back up to get out of there!

Having taken the driving class I'm SURE I could have done it too, but I had the important job of ground guiding John and waving cars around us on the path back. A police officer pulled up and asked what was wrong. DUH! When I pointed out there was no sign warning of a low bridge until you had committed to the street, and no option but to back out, he seemed to realize we weren't exactly thrilled with the situation. I told him we'd need help backing through the intersection and he assured me that a traffic officer was at the corner to help with the problems caused by the construction going on.

When we got to this point I got the police officer to block the intersection and we backed through. Construction workers at the site knew the route to take, avoiding other obstacles.
We turned right at Nordstrom's and the adventure ended.