The little town of Mystic is a treat. Galleries, nautical shops, ice cream parlors, and pubs are all shoehorned together along a very walkable mile or so beginning at the old drawbridge. We did not make it to the world famous Mystic Seaport museum area, as we have been there before by car. We just gorged on pizza, met a fellow boater-banker in a great little Irish Pub (hi Wendy & John, I'm counting on you to make Wachovia's stock go back up), and shopped as though we were really going to buy something.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
mystic pizza...............from P
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