Saturday morning we left Cape Cod at a decent time to drive to Mystic, Connecticut. Since it would only be a short drive, we decided to do some sightseeing in Newport, Rhode Island. This town became the place to summer for rich New Yorkers, and they tried to outdo each other in building the grandest mansion. Obviously, we visited that one that dwarfed them all: the Breakers, an Italian Renaissance megapalace built for Cornelius Vanderbilt II. 70 Rooms would indeed do for a summer residence. After a late lunch at the Elms, another large mansion, we continued on to Mystic. We had dinner and ice-cream in this centuries-old seaport town.
Initially the plan for the last day was to catch a ferry from New London to Long Island, catch two more ferries to get to the Hamptons, have a look around, and drive back to JFK. Since we had already seen the most sumptuous mansion imaginable in Newport, and the waiting time for the ferries as well as the traffic jams on Long Island in the weekend could be long and unpredictable, we decided to forego on the Hamptons, and drive straight to JFK. But even with taking things slowly in the morning, it left plenty of time to make a stop in New Haven, where Yale University is located. Unfortunately the tour times did not match our itinerary, so we wandered around the campus by ourselves. It was very interesting to note the quite distinct architectural styles between Harvard and Yale.
During this entire trip TomTom was a very good companion, aside from not finding the hotel in Cape Cod and sending us to some fields when we wanted to go to the center of Bird-in-Hand (or perhaps that was the center). But other than that, we drove everywhere in one go. The exception being our final destination. According to our companion, the car rental drop-off was in the middle of a not-so-well-to-do residential neighbourhood. Oh well, with about 5 hours to spare before departure, we had plenty of time to get back to the highway and find the real drop-off place. And thus ended a 2-week, 11-state/district (NY,NJ,DE,MD,DC,VA,PA,VT,MA,RI,CT) fly-rail-drive in North-East USA.comments closed
After our last Miller Inn gourmet breakfast on Wednesday we hit the road for Boston. First decent stop was in Bennington, whose battle monument is the highest structure in Vermont. But the detour here was really made to check another state off the list, and to drive the New England country roads. We got to Boston late afternoon and after dinner Wilbert, Laura and I visited the highly overrated Cheers bar. When you are not from the generation that watched the series, it really is not that interesting.
Thursday morning we walked the famous Freedom Trail, which passes by Boston’s highlights. That went pretty well, I only pissed off a navy officer by making some photos of the USS Constitution from behind the car fence. Of course I had to climb the Bunker Hill Monument for the views, to compensate for not climbing the Washington Monument in D.C. As the climb was at the end of the Freedom Trail, we walked back to downtown Boston to retrieve our minivan from the parking garage and head to Cambridge for some home-made ice-cream and a tour of Harvard. The latter was given for free by a junior student and it was a great way to make some sense of the campus buildings and get some insights into Harvard university life. After the tour we crawled to Cape Cod, as it seemed to be one long traffic jam between Boston and the Cape. We had dinner in Hyannis and went for some grocery shopping in the supermarket, when we heard the message on the intercom that it suddenly started to pour down rain, and the owners of the open convertible should close the top to prevent becoming the owners of a swimming pool on wheels 🙂
Friday morning we drove along the Cape to Provincetown, from where the whale watching cruise departed. Sightings guaranteed, and we were not let down. Afterwards we strolled around gay and touristy Provincetown. I climbed the 76m-high Pilgrim Monument, which was a great excuse to enjoy some ice-cream with hot fudge, marshmallow & M&M’s afterwards. In the late afternoon we drove to the beach for a swim and some relaxing in the sun.comments closed
Sunday morning we left early for the long drive (600km) to Niagara Falls. After checking in at the hotel, we crossed the Rainbow Bridge into Canada. It felt good to be back after 8 years. First we got a superior view of the falls from the Skyline Tower and then we walked to the top of the Horseshoe Falls, where the sheer volume of water was even more impressive because of the closeness. We finished the little Canadian detour in an Italian restaurant, before walking back through the hideous downtown area (imagine Las Vegas, but less class, really) and driving back to the USA.
Monday morning our Lady of the Mist boat brought us as close under Horseshoe Falls as possible. I wonder why I took a shower before, because we got effectively showered under Niagara Falls. Then it was time for shopping. We drove to a factory outlet near Waterloo, and spend a few hours buying new shoes and clothes. Late afternoon we arrived in Ithaca during a torrential downpour. It rained so hard we stayed in the minivan on the parking place of the Miller Inn, 10m from the door. The lady from the Inn spotted us, and she came to the car with a huge umbrella to provide safe passage to the entrance. That was already an indication that the level of service (which is generally much better in the USA than in Europe) was in a class of its own. Coffee, tea and cold drinks were always available to enjoy in the dining room, map room or music room. And in the evening freshly baked cake and cookies were provided. But the two exquisite courses of the gourmet breakfast topped it all, one simply could not have a better start of the day.
Tuesday we spent the day around Ithaca: hiking around the gorge of Taughannock Falls, swimming in Cayuga Lake, relaxing and getting sunburned next to Cayuga Lake, eating the best hamburger (a.k.a. Pineburger) in the county and hiking through the gorge of Buttermilk Falls. The weather forecast was terrible, but the actual weather could not have been better. During the research for this trip, I found no itinerary from a tour operator that included Ithaca, but I am really glad I included this relaxed little city in great natural surroundings in our itinerary.comments closed
Thursday morning we had the usual New York breakfast of a bagel with cream cheese before boarding the Amtrak to Washington D.C. The plan was to have a beer with Mr President in the garden of the White House, but as we lacked an official invitation from Barack and security could not be more tough, we made some photos of the White House instead.
Friday was Mall-day, and I am not referring to shopping. The National Mall is the large green space in Washington D.C. where all the 3 M’s (monuments, museums and memorials) are clustered around. We started at the East end with a tour of the Capitol, where the values of democracy are strongly conveyed. Using the underground tunnel, we walked to the Library of Congress for a brief visit (no time to read). After lunch we spend a few hours in the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum, where (among others) the first Wright brothers’ flyer and Bell X-1 are exhibited. We continued along the Mall to the Washington Monument and the National World War II Memorial. At that spot I just needed to play “Brothers in War” by Dire Straits: back shivers guaranteed even with 30 degree Celcius outside temperatures. The Mall ended at the Lincoln Memorial and so did our sightseeing for the day. After dinner Laura, Wilbert and I went to Improv Comedy Club to see Ian Bagg and hear him make a lot of fun of the audience (good thing we did not get front row seats).
Saturday morning we picked up our rental minivan, a golden Toyota Sienna LE. It fits 8, so 5 adults and luggage was no problem at all. Before driving out of the city, we first visited the Jefferson Memorial and FDR Memorial, and made another stop at the Arlington Cemetery to pay our respects at the grave of the Kennedy’s. We checked into our hotel in Lancaster and went for a drive around Dutch Pennsylvania a.k.a. Amish Country. It is interesting to see how some people can maintain their old-fashioned lifestyle with horse-drawn carriages and plowing the land using horses. The homemade dinner we enjoyed there in the evening was one of the best though.