We were very lucky to be invited to the wedding of a wonderful friend at the beginning of June…in Connecticut, near New York.
Not wanting to miss out on catching up with dear friends, we jumped at the opportunity and decided to add in a couple of days in the city too!
Having been to NYC before, we decided that we would take in the city sights at a slightly slower pace this time.
After a fabulous flight with Virgin Atlantic (I can’t recommend them enough, great in-flight entertainment and service!), we arrived in NYC on Thursday evening and made our way to our accommodation – staying with another friend who deserted us for the bright light of the USA five years ago.
The joys of jet lag meant we were up bright and early on Friday morning, giving us plenty of time to wander 5th Avenue and Times Square, before meeting friends for the train ride up to Connecticut.
We picked the train for ease, but also because we thought it would be great fun to take a train out of the infamous Grand Central Station…wow, it doesn’t disappoint!
We arrived at a very wet Wassaic, Connceticut, just after 4pm and were met by the father of a good friend from back home in Devon (it’s a small world!) who drove us to nearby Lakeville where we were staying at the Wake Robin Inn.
I can see now why they call it New England, it was green and had the same rolling countryside of the UK. It was great to take in some of the local sights and see the archetypal, American homes with sprawling lawns and swinging chairs on the large porches.
Now, Lakeville is named because it sits next to a (very) large lake, Lake Wononscopomuc, but known, much more simply by locals, as ‘Lakeville Lake’. Before the wedding on Saturday, we were able to wander into the centre of Lakeville and see the lake and few other sights, including a large public baseball field, which my DH couldn’t help but have a go on!
We were also treated to one of the best burgers I’ve ever had at a restaurant called the Black Rabbit, complete with brioche bun and sweet potato fries…delicious.
We walked off lunch, and headed to get changed for the ‘big event’ itself, the wedding. Thrillingly (for us Brits!), we were picked up at the hotel by two American school buses to be taken to the ceremony.
Following an emotional service, we all headed back on the buses to a boathouse on the edge of a beautiful lake for the reception…simply breathtaking scenery and champagne, what more can a girl ask for?!
After some fantastic speeches, not least from the groom himself, who left not a dry eye in the house, we danced the night away – New York style, they know how to party!
One bleary-eyed brunch later and we were saying our goodbyes as we headed back into the city and back to Grand Central Station. Luckily the weather was kind to us, and the sun came out for an amazing walk along the High Line, an historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side.
We spent the last couple of days exploring the city and visiting the poignant 9/11 Memorial.
An incredible few days in a glorious city, so good they named it twice!