January 24, 2004

getting off in mystic

It was wise advice to take a friend’s advice and sit on the East-facing side of my southbound train. Dozens of train rides later, and I’ve never sat on the Western side.

Tonight, while there was still daylight, I caught the gulls and pelicans in their water ballet, the patchwork of frosted fields and flashes of quaint-looking towns with old fashioned train depots. At Mystic, the sky had taken on a lavender glow and by the next small town, the sun had left nothing behind but a delicate, rosy slipper of light.

I’d have liked to get off this southbound train at Mystic, just to see if the world felt lavender there. Maybe one day I will. Get off in Mystic and feel lavender. Someone once told me that purple was the color of an unsatisfied woman. I strongly doubt that’s the case. I simply don’t see how anyone, woman or man, could feel unsatisfied in a place called “Mystic” where the sky glows heather at dusk.

Maybe one day I’ll see for myself.

Posted by This Fish at January 24, 2004 06:45 PM
Comments

H,

I came from that area in CT. It is perfectly situated 2 hours from NYC and Boston...I never appreciated it as a kid, but I do now. I travel between Boston and NYC once in a while and the train rule is this...sit on the left side leaving Boston, and the right side leaving New York.

Posted by: michael at January 25, 2004 08:49 PM

Go to the shopping village at the Mystic Aquarium!! My mom and I used to drive all the way there just to go shopping.

Posted by: Jen at January 25, 2004 09:05 PM

Purple is the color of an unsatisfied woman?

Posted by: Katherine at January 26, 2004 12:25 AM

Fish, it was really nice to meet you on Friday. Sorry we didn't get to speak longer... maybe at the next blogger party.

P.S. You're just as charming in person.

Posted by: Daniella at January 26, 2004 01:53 PM

Agreed. Olde Mistick Village in Mystic is fantastically lovely, and probably has that lavender feeling you're looking for.

And the grey days make it even better, surprisingly.

Or you can always go the Julia Roberts route, and have lunch at Mystic Pizza :)

I miss that place a lot...I was just there in December. Made my faux-boyfriend drive me there, to the pretty graveyard on the water, and sit in the snow until we couldn't feel our toes. Good times.

Posted by: Anne at January 26, 2004 03:45 PM