Yale-Lunch-and more reasons to Kick CT out of the Union!

We moved from Waterbury to a town near New Haven. I prefer the suburbs. Victor has been feeling good (even when his veins aren't coursing with codeine). In fact, he is eager to get to being a tourist. So a day late we headed to New Haven, after settling in to our new hotel (they were very kind to upgrade our rooms to make things more comfortable for Victor at no extra charge), to have lunch at the birthplace of the hamburger, Louie's Lunch, and Yale.
We drove into town and quickly found a parking lot. We told the attendant where we were heading and he told us that Louie's closes every summer during August. UGH! We have been planning this for months. After walking around two blocks and then up one then down another two we found a diner, the CopperKitchen. It was good. It has a 50 year history and it was across the street from Yale. Later I would find out it was half a block down an ally from where we parked the van. {I have one observation from our looking for a place to eat. Either locals don't like giving information out or they all live in weird little world where they know nothing about their neighborhood. Because everybody we asked about places to eat, and this include parking attendants, students, shop keepers, etc., they had no idea about nuttin'!}
After lunch we went to the New Haven welcome center (right next to the diner) and found out where the Yale bookstore was and walked over. We had to go slow for Victor. At the store we picked up some souvenirs. While the kids continued looking around and since it was so hot I walked across Yale to get the van. (The plan was to keep Victor from walking in the heat. ) The buildings of Yale are incredible. The old Gothic brick buildings are fantastic. I found a short cut cutting through a courtyard of one of the Yale Colleges. There were a few summer classes meeting out on the green. And as I passed through the archway on the other side there were three new moms having a baby play date on the old brick benches. Once through the arch I came upon locked gates. Turns out all the gates were locked except two; the one I came in and one very close to it on the same side and street. So much for being a short cut. It was beautiful and it was kinda cool. There were several bronze statues of scholars and heroes past.
I got the van and drove over to get the kids. Between the 5 blocks I was cut off or zoomed by, by at least 20 cars. After getting the kids and back-tracking to the freeway it happened even more. In fact one (what looked like your average middle class white) lady with an Obama sticker on her car went out of her way to cut me off, zooming up when I turned my signal on to move over because a cop car was blocking a lane. She literally was willing to let me ram her as she sped up. Once past the cop the three lanes opened up easily and I was able to pull next to her where I waved.....all fingers (no rude jesters) I also mouthed, "Thanks a lot, kind lady." I made eye contact.
Once out of the city and back at the hotel we relaxed then went to the mall to see what they had to offer. There are a couple of stores with suits and shoes that only a performer would love. We may go back tomorrow.

Our waitress, Sophia.

Yale

Yale.

You would think a Yale bus would be A. newer and B. have air conditioning (it's 90 degrees).

One note. The buildings that make up Yale and the businesses in the area are awesome. But newer architecture that they are building around the school is artsy and ugly. The city planners really don't get what they have.

CT folks are a strange breed. They are aloof and live in their own bubbles and care very little about others outside their bubble. It's a blue state and is made up of two classes...the elitists and the poor. Those who think they are better than others and live by Progressive values (government is the answer) and the poor who are relying on the government for their living. The middle class folks we've met have all be red state folks stuck in a blue state world...and they are few and far between. You can see the old structures and skeletons of the conservative past that died by the hand of unions, scholar-elitists, and other progressive punks. So many inventions, so many major companies, so many great ideas were born here and were run out of town over the past 30 years. I have been reading the history of the various towns and the slow decline from leadership in so many area, so many great people with honor gone, so many great ideas lost in history replaced with a nanny state and rude people.

Don't get me wrong. We have enjoyed performing here (many of the guests have been from all over New England). We love performing here. But we could never live here, for sure.

Kentucky and North Texas are still our favorite all around places of potential living-ability. We are still seriously considering Somerset, KY. Only God knows.