Forget New York, Connecticut unexpectedly charmed me on my four-day trip
Connecticut is more than just a stop-off on your way to somewhere else
When it comes to America’s East Coast, it can be tempting to go to the same places. Who doesn’t love the bright lights of New York City, or the history-soaked streets of Boston? But might I suggest we’ve been ignoring a gem on the east: Step forward Connecticut, a state which unexpectedly charmed me over a four-day trip.
A seven-hour Aer Lingus flight from Dublin gets me to Bradley International Airport, a location which belies its large size by having a local feel. Bradley is a handy portal to Chicago or New York but, as I soon discover, Connecticut is more than just a stop-off on your way to somewhere else.
