For Christmas this year, Adam gave me a weekend away in Charleston, completely on my own. I was set to head out the Friday after New Year’s, January 5th, except I still had the flu…and then a snowstorm hit the east coast and closet Charleston down for a few days. So, instead, I flew down on January 26 and stayed two nights, and had the most amazing time wandering around by myself.
Other posts on this trip: We Spent Last Week in Italy.
Our first full day in Italy, we headed to Treviso, which was actually the closest city to the house. It’s much smaller than Venice, and we were there on a Sunday in August. It was practically deserted, but we ate some pizza at Pizzeria Sant’Agostino di Mansi Patrizia, and it was so good I’m still thinking about it, and we wandered the streets. Treviso has a mini canal system like Venice, it was fun to just walk along the water and in and out of the streets.
Other posts on this trip: Heading to Mystic, CT, First Full Day in Mystic, and Thereabouts, Our Second Day in Mystic.
I took a break from posting for a few days to finish a deadline. But last Saturday was our last day in Mystic, and we spent the morning at Olde Mistick Village for their Easter egg hunt. Which was such a great last thing to do before we left, if you’re ever in town for any of their family events I really recommend it. We packed up the car and brought Hamilton to their apple orchard with us, which he loved. He was a big hit with many of the little kids out there for the egg hunt, and he was just so excited for sunshine and adventure.
Other posts on this trip: Heading to Mystic, CT, First Full Day in Mystic, and Thereabouts.
We really only spent two full days in Mystic, but on Good Friday we had a lazy morning at the hotel and then headed out with Hamilton in tow to grab lunch. We went to Sea View Snack Bar, right down the road from Mystic Seaport, and sat outside with him eating lobster rolls, french fries, and hot dogs. He had his very own hot dog, he was in his doggy glory.
Other posts on this trip: Heading to Mystic, CT.
Yesterday was our first of two full days in the Mystic area. I’ve been to Mystic as a kid, once or twice with Adam over the years, and once we spent an afternoon at the Seaport (with H) on our way to Maine with my in-laws. But every time I come I feel like it’s new, and my sense of geography is weird until we get somewhere, and I think, “Ah, I remember this.”