Connecticut is just next door to New York but I haven’t really travelled through this state since 2001 when we passed through it to get to Providence, Rhode Island for a long weekend. Alan and I went to Mystic, Connecticut (of Mystic Pizza fame), had lunch, strolled around some, and then we were on our way.
This time around, Connecticut was our destination as we drove to Essex, Connecticut to do A DAY WITH THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE at the Essex Steam Train and River Boat. (I have written about this in my Mommy blog, Motherhood, etc. To read that post, please click here.)
It was an idyllic drive through the highway with the trees on either side of the road a vari-colored tapestry of orange, yellow and touches of brown. The only green you could see were the patches of evergreen which, in this part of the East, seemed to be few and far between. I guess I don’t see the evergreens until everything else has been reduced to twigs as winter sets in.
Angel slept through most of the first hour of the two and a half hour drive, but was soon talkatively pointing to every point of interest that he saw us drive by, or drive past us. We’re actually devoting this whole weekend to him, all for the love of Thomas.