Our stay at the Old Lyme Inn was horrendous. We got there at 8:05 and the restaurant had closed at 8:00. It really looked like they had been closed for hours. One old lady sat drinking at a small table. The desk clerk informed us the restaurant was not open but there was a good place to eat down the road. She also told us that breakfast would be served at 8:30am.
We went outside to get our bags and as we were unpacking the desk clerk drove away. Hummmm…we were the ONLY car in the lot. Who was that old lady inside?
She was gone when we went back in.
Our room was satisfactory..but not great.
It was cold outside but we were very hungry so we left to try “The Hideaway.” It was a lively neighborhood bar and restaurant with live music. We had a big plate of mussels. Top that off with oysters and scallops. What a great dinner.
Morning dawned and we went downstairs for breakfast. No sign of life. We decided that we would have to seek out something to eat. Just as we were about to leave the innkeeper drove into the place. She said breakfast was not being served because business was slow and we had arrived late. So what????
We found out we were the only guests. Don’t stay at the Old Lyme Inn!!!
We went outside to get our bags and as we were unpacking the desk clerk drove away. Hummmm…we were the ONLY car in the lot. Who was that old lady inside?
She was gone when we went back in.
Our room was satisfactory..but not great.
It was cold outside but we were very hungry so we left to try “The Hideaway.” It was a lively neighborhood bar and restaurant with live music. We had a big plate of mussels. Top that off with oysters and scallops. What a great dinner.
Morning dawned and we went downstairs for breakfast. No sign of life. We decided that we would have to seek out something to eat. Just as we were about to leave the innkeeper drove into the place. She said breakfast was not being served because business was slow and we had arrived late. So what????
We found out we were the only guests. Don’t stay at the Old Lyme Inn!!!
The day's highlight was stopping at the Duck River Cemetery to find the grave of my 8th great grandfather, Wolston Brockway who died in 1707.
We did have a great day of driving through Connecticut, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Rhode Island and finally Maine.
We are now in Freeport. Jeff is drooling to go to the LL Bean Outlet. We will save that for morning.
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