Well, despite the shenanigans with the safe, or perhaps aside from the shenanigans with the safe, I got on the train out of Indy without issue.

I don’t really have a picture of that happening, so here’s a picture of the Arts Garden off the Circle Centre Mall, hanging over an intersection like a Concrete UFO.

Getting to the train station, which is also the Greyhound station, is an easy walk.
At 5am, however, not one I want to do while looking that much like a tourist, so … I didn’t. (it was pointed out that I might also look like military folk, or maybe homeless, so it’s a crapshoot on being robbed, thanked for my service, or offered some change) 

The announcements at the station were hilariously incomprehensible. I understood more of the content & specifics of the announcements on the Dubai Metro than I did of these, and I don’t speak Arabic, and surprisingly that’s not an exaggeration.

It was the usual strange mix of passengers, some first-timers, some old hands, and the ever-present probably Amish, with their enormous coffee cups. Relatively few business class travelers, which sort of surprises me, because those seats are pretty damn cheap.

I did get some nice shots of Indy at night. 

And in about 5 hours (there’s a time zone shift during the journey, just to confuse things, so you spend five hours on the 0600-1000 train) we got to Chicago.
I immediately set myself up in the Metropolitan Lounge, for the comfy seats and the bag check and the drinks. Also the array of nibbly vegetable things. Couldn’t check into a hotel that early anyway, and I was wiped.

Once enough time passed I made my way to the hotel, and saw one of the bridges in action, which was new for me. 

I tried taking video, but it was kind of dull to watch.

At this point, I’m genuinely not sure whether hotels are letting me check in early because I’ve got the loyalty membership, or just because they want me the hell out of their lobby. I’m fine with either.

Really didn’t do much for the rest of the day.
Got a souvenir for someone who’d asked for one (*waves*) , had some semblance of BreakfastLunch (the on-train food for the Hoosier State tends toward the White Castle end of the spectrum) , and discovered that I’d managed to spread stuff with batteries in it all through Big Red, so it took a while to dig all of that crap out.
Star Trek: TNG being on the TV didn’t help, but neither did feeling a bit tired and reading a bunch of Gen Con Forum posts about Con Crud/Con Plague/Nerd Pox.

Plans for tomorrow?
We’ll see. We’ll see what I feel like doing with the day, and what the weather is like.