We left Connecticut Thursday, reluctantly. We really liked the campground; it had a new playground, clean bathrooms, a nice laundry room. And Starbucks wasn’t far away.
The town of Mystic was cute, though pretty crowded, even before the official start of summer. We visited the Mystic Seaport area. It was interesting, but expensive. We walked through ship-building exhibits and a couple boats, then listened to a volunteer explain how men hunted whale from the last wooden whale ship in the world, the Charles W. Morgan. It wasn’t something I was interested in hearing. I preferred hearing about the Gerda III, a Danish workboat that was used to rescue Jews from Nazi-occupied Denmark.
We took advantage of a deal from the campground for half off admission on Tuesdays which cost us $60. With a validated receipt, visitors can come back again within a week. I would not have paid full price. There was a restaurant onsite and a tavern that wasn’t open for the season yet.
We also spent a day in Newport, Rhode Island. We drove over one very big toll bridge on the way. Although I was a fan of the show America’s Castles, we did not do a tour of the summer cottages of the 19th century elite. Instead we took the Cliff Walk out to the Breakers and back to the beach. It was a nice day for a walk.
When we got to Massachusetts last week, I realized I had not told a law school roommate, Tonya, what we’re doing and that we’d be nearby. She invited us over yesterday. Like me, she married a guy she met in law school and had three kids. I remember they brought their oldest to our wedding when he was a baby. They just celebrated their 20th anniversary. I can’t believe it’s been that long since we graduated.
The kids had fun. The girls played dolls with Tonya’s daughter and took a dip in the hot tub. The boys drove golf carts and played Call of Duty. They loved it. It was good to reconnect. I’m glad we went.