We found Mystic Pizza, but only Dylan had a slice. The rest of us were still digesting lunch from Five Guys - the world's most generous burger joint for french fries. In one day, we did the Mystic Aquarium, drove to Rhode Island to find some beaches (as did everyone in the state of Rhode Island). The water was cool, but the crowds overbearring. That, and the ocean was thick with seaweed so it was like standing in thick, goopy soup. The experiences was not that enjoyable, even thought it was somewhat a relief from the 95 degree heat.
Perhaps the highlight of the day was finding Crandall Street as we were heading to the beaches.
I do feel, though, that we have had our fix of Mystic, CT and Rhode Island. Neither will be on my list for visiting again unless I have to (ah, but Mike had a small romance with a Beluga whale that was somewhat memorable).
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