Mystic, Connecticut

Mystic, Connecticut, is a wonderful seaport. It was the place to be when whaling was king. The Mystic River enters the ocean here. There were dozens of shipbuilders during the hay day of whaling. We enjoyed our 3 days here even though we never saw the sun and it poured several times. 

There were five of these poodles. One is in the stroller to the left.

Mystic Pizza an actual place. Amy Jones wrote her coming-of-age story after a visit here.
The walls are adorned with photos of movie stars and other notables who have dined here

The Mystic River runs through the center of town and this draw bridge divides the business district into two sides.

This pigeon held on to the counterweight for dear life as the section if raised.
Actually eventually he just flew away.

The Mystic Seaport is a park-like museum with dozens of original buildings and displays.
This is a view of the Seaport and the Charles W. Morgan, whaleship, which is being restored.

This shows how the sides of the whaling ships were constructed. The planks were stacked along the ribs. Between these planks they stuffed cotton and pitch to make them waterproof.

Oysters and clams were also a large part of the economy.

Mystic Seaport

Buildings, like this grocery store, were stocked with authentic looking supplies.

Mystic Seaport Cahpel

This gallery in the Mystic Seaport had dozens of original mastheads.

I never realized how much detail these mastheads would have.

There are always a few thespians around to entertain.

The printshop had original movable type

Inside Mystic Pizza

The already heavy traffic gets blocked up for blocks when the drawbridge is drawn.

The Mystic Aquarium was a real treat. Somewhat like Seaworld, without the rides.

They have about five beluga whales

Hello!

Hello!

These penguins are hand-fed Twice a day. Each penguin has some beads on one of its' wings to easily identify it.
As each bird is fed, the attendants calls out, "Purple, blue, purple." or whatever colors are on that bird and another attendent marks down what it was fed.

There is a Titanic exhibit at Mystic Seaport.
One of our grandsons is a Titanic expert at six and looks a lot like this boy.

Next stop: Newport, Rhode Island.

Ciao, Frank.