By HomeAway's Travel Expert Melanie Fish
Here’s the one thing I learned on a trip to Hartford Connecticut: “Connecticutty” is an adjective, or at least I’m making it one.
I flew into Hartford for a business trip. I was traveling solo; it was a quick two-night stay, and I booked at the last minute. For those reasons, I turned to HomeAway’s sister site, BedandBreakfast.com, to see if I could find a place that would be convenient for my business needs but also make me happy to be in New England in December. BedandBreakfast.com lead me right to the Silas Robbins House in Wethersfield, five minutes outside of Hartford. Wow, wow, wow. The mansion looks like it was built as a Hallmark Channel Christmas movie set. The owners spent six years restoring the home from a burned-out shell, and it shows in the tin ceilings, Victorian wallpaper, and modern bathrooms. It is the most Connecticutty place in Connecticut I could have stayed, and I felt pure joy as I strolled out its heavy, wood front door into the cold on my walk to a cozy, delicious, Connecticutty restaurant called Lucky Lou’s down the road. See? No other adjective would work nearly as well.