After a Half-Smoke at Ben’s Chili Bowl and a walk across town through Dupont Circle, I’m enjoying a few pints at the Bier Baron. (Thanks to Frank for the tip!)

It is cordoned off, alone, after the earthquake earlier this year.

The statue is as strange as I’ve heard, and while he does look determined, not mad, the likeness stands in contrast to the many wise quotes by the man, carved into the wall behind him.

The tree on the Mall, with the Washington Monument in the background.

These statues were outside the Indiana Museum on the Canal Walk.

Near downtown Indy, Kath and I strolled down the Canal Walk on a perfect day.

Last picture from the weekend at the Shack-Up Inn.

This graffiti is on the wall of the bathroom of our shack.

I can’t even begin to understand the “hot pepper jelly” reference.

This unusual Hindu? statue was in the corner of our shack at the Shack-Up Inn.

The lawn at the Shack-Up Inn.

This truck is just sitting in the yard at the Shack-Up Inn.

On the stage at the Shack-Up Inn.

There were a few hungover folks in this picture at the Shack-Up, including the photographer.

An antique gas station sign at the Shack-Up Inn.

The sign above the entrance to the bar at the Shack-Up Inn.

Great weather at the Shack-Up saw us pull rocking chairs into the yard and start soaking up the sun.

It is smart to balance out your sips when enjoying coffee and beer at the same time.

Only at the Shack-Up.

I cracked my first beer pretty early at the Shack-Up Inn.

His outstretched front legs look like he is marching dazed to the slaughter.

Or is he on the quest for brains?

The bowtie is a nice touch.

They really are pretty nice inside…

On the grounds of the Shack-Up Inn, a little after sunrise.