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Somebody can't wait three seconds for me to take a picture!
We have a former co-worker named Jill K (or as the common man might say, Jill, which, if you don't know any other Jills would be more suitable. But we do, so we call her Jill K, for the same reason everyone calls me Tina J. But I digress!) who declared to Adrian that Mystic Pizza in Mystic, Connecticut has THE BEST PIZZA IN THE WORLD. So Adrian told me and Mayra, and Mayra told Quita and Libby, and a few other people overheard us talking and tried to invite themselves, but we got rid of them one way or another. Before long (or two weeks, whatever), we were headed to Hartford to find out what this was all about.
The world's greatest pizza, or as I like to call it, pizza.
This is the first time ever that I've gone somewhere just to eat a specific food in a specific place. You can pretty much call me Anthony Bourdain.

We arrived in Hartford and headed to Avis to pick up our rental car. We got an SUV of some type, and although we all agreed it would have been really cool to get a convertible, we were all smart enough to know that it would have been cool for all of thirty seconds. I imagine that a less experienced traveler, or maybe someone with a bald head, may have thought otherwise. While we were at Avis, we also got water from a water dispenser, which was served in styrofoam cups. I guess Connecticut hates the environment. We got in our car and I'm pretty sure we got lost while we were still in the parking lot, or maybe someone just had to use the bathroom.
PIZZA!
It wasn't long before we were on the road.

Connecticut has a lot of trees. I have little else to report about the highway. We drove across half the state and we saw a dinosaur holding a cup of Coca Cola and about 70,000 trees. If we had been playing travel bingo in the car, no one would have won the game. But that's no different from any road trip, in any state. I drove through the entire state of Georgia once and all I saw were trees as well. Well, trees and Waffle Houses. If you've seen one tree/Waffle House, you've seen them all. We arrived in Mystic and parked at the top of a hill I would later learn was the biggest hill in North America. But we were all really hungry, and we were walking down the hill. The only thing I really wanted at the time was a skateboard, so I could get down the hill faster.
Libby and I pose like gangstas, except we throw up peace signs.


Once inside, it took us awhile to decide what to order. There were five of us and we had to keep repeating what we liked or didn't like. We all ordered water, just like a bunch of skinny bitches. We even ordered water for Libby, who wasn't even at the table at the time. We finally settled on a large half cheese, half garlic and a large mushroom, green pepper, tomato and pepperoni. Then we took pictures of each other while we waited. The pizza finally got there, and we dove in. I don't think any of us had eaten all day, and it was noon now. The pizza was not "the best in the world" but it was a good lunch, and I'd definitely go back if there was one in my area.

We went outside and took pictures in front of the restaurant, and then we walked through the streets.
Mayra, Quita and Adrian walk down the slopes to the restaurant. I did not find a ski lift on the return trip.
Mystic was your typical quaint New England town. I'm sure a horror novel could take place here, at least after the tourists leave anyway. We saw jellyfish in the Mystic River, which amused us...we are from the Midwest after all. We asked a man who would not shut up for directions to a beach. And then we walked back, taking lots of pictures there and back. Oh, and this is so hilarious. Cars stop to let pedestrians cross! I can't get over that. I live in a city that is not pedestrian friendly. I've also been to cities that are not automobile friendly, where crowds of people simply walk into the street and make the cars wait for them. In my life, I have never seen a car stop at a crosswalk to let a pedestrian cross. We weren't even up to the curb yet, and the cars would stop in anticipation of us crossing! Oh, and this man at the gas station actually held the door open for one of us.
Mystic River
Wow!

We then got in our rental car and drove to Rhode Island, just to say we went to Rhode Island. I've been to Rhode Island, so I have nothing to add to my states traveled to map, but I was down with that nonetheless. Only three of us got out of the car when we got to Westerly, Rhode Island. We discovered a cute little park, and there was a fountain there which appeared to talk out loud. We also found one of those old fire call boxes on the street. It actually appeared operational, but I don't know why it would be because 1.) the fire station was only down the street, shouting would be fine and 2.) the telephone was invented in 1876, which was like over a hundred years ago already.

We went back to Mystic Pizza because we had folks back home who wanted some.
A bridge where no loitering was allowed
Then we headed back to Hartford because we wanted to see some of that city before we went home. We found a place to park downtown and walked toward the Capitol Building. Hartford is not what I expected, not that I was really expecting anything. It was about 5:30, and there were no people downtown, except one man who was passed out in the park, a guy that was waiting for the bus, some Sheriff's Deputies wearing funny hats, and us. I am often disappointed in Milwaukee's residents not using the downtown, especially at night, but at 5:30 in Milwaukee you could still be actively people watching. The lack of people in Hartford was disturbing to me. It looked like a car commercial, where you see a car speeding through a big city, where there is no other traffic. Trinity always wonders aloud at those commercials, and how they were able to close off an entire downtown for that long just to make a commercial.
They look majestic, until they sting you.
Now I know. Those commercials are filmed in Hartford. Even the squirrels we saw there looked sickly. They were crawling slowly through the street. My mom would tell the squirrels that they were too skinny. But it's hard to eat peanut butter cookies when there are no humans to drop them!

We made it back to the airport. The B Terminal of Bradley is like a ghost town! It was actually scary to me. I couldn't even buy a newspaper there. I also got into a fight with this old codger who took a newspaper from me at security. I totally let her win, though.

Quotes of the Trip:

Libby: If we had a GPS, it would be saying 'repositioning.'

Quita: What happens in Mystic, stays in Mystic.

Libby: That cop is like 'what are these prostitutes doing?'




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Inside Mystic Pizza
Inside Mystic Pizza
Mayra and Quita inside Mystic Pizza
Mayra and Quita inside Mystic Pizza
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