Updated on February 2, 2018
Owned and operated by the Mashantucket Pequot Tribal Nation, Foxwoods Resort and Casino is the largest casino in the Western Hemisphere. No, America’s biggest casino is not on the Las Vegas Strip or Atlantic City Boardwalk, it’s in Mashantucket, Connecticut on Indian reservation.
According to Tribal Nation website “The Mashantucket Pequots are an Eastern Woodland people with its traditional homelands in Southeastern Connecticut having endured centuries of conflict, survival and continuity on and around one of America’s oldest Indian reservations, established in 1666. The fox stands as a vigilant reminder of the turbulent times when the Pequot adopted the name, which remains today, The Fox People.”
Their extraordinary story is exhibited in detail at the tribe’s Museum and Research Center. Watch this space for more on that.
As for Foxwoods itself, its halls have a quaint New England look and feel (although a major renovation is on the cards) and kids are allowed in the halls, hotels, shops and restaurants – just not inside the gaming parlors. If you are not into gaming, there are plenty of other ways you can spend your money. Hip lounges, nightclubs, designer brands and top-notch restaurants along with a championship golf course, a skating rink, a spa and four hotels are some of the combined recreation on offer by Foxwoods and their newly acquired partner MGM Grand. Keeping true to the MGM brand of entertainment, there’s a 4,000-seat theater for concerts, performances, sporting events and off-Broadway shows. The gaming area is restricted to 50,000 square feet, add to it Foxwoods’ impressive 340,000 square feet and you have an evening of excess laid out for you.
We were there on a night when Jerry Seinfeld was performing but obviously, we had no luck with tickets so late in the day. Apart from that, we had a pretty good time.
If you are in the mood for casino-hopping on a wintry weekend, you could also check out Mohegan Sun, which is located in Uncasville, about 20 minutes drive from Foxwoods.
This snub-nosed adorable bulldog stole my heart. We had stopped for coffee in downtown Whitefish, Montana on a rainy October morning and this stodgy fella stood outside…looking in through the glass but not stepping in.
This reminds me of the Puppy Song by Harry Nilsson – here are a few lines:
And a wish’s just a dream you wish to come true
I’d call myself so very lucky
Just to have some company
To share a cup of tea with me
I’d take my puppy everywhere
La la la la I wouldn’t care
Then we’ll stay away from crowds
With signs that say no dogs allowed
Mystic Aquarium in Mystic, Connecticut packs in quite a punch. It has a one-acre outdoor habitat which consists of three interconnected pools holding more than 750,000 gallons of water, making it one of the largest outdoor beluga whale exhibits in the United States.
I visited the aquarium during a time of the year when the temperature was way down and the mountain peaks of New England were dusted with powdery snow. Not exactly hike-friendly if you are not into snowshoeing or ice-climbing. And that’s one of the reason why we decided to go say hello to our fellow creatures from the sea-world. But after spending a day there I realized how educational and fun the place is and why it makes sense to go there in any season.
My second favorite exhibit in the Aquarium happened to be the African Penguins which have now become an endangered species. More on them in my next post.
Updated on October 13, 2019
James West’s “Point of View” is a larger than life bronze sculpture depicting George Washington negotiating with the Seneca leader Guyasuta atop Mount Washington in Pittsburgh.
Since today is Thanksgiving Day I thought of posting something in keeping with the origin of this holiday. On second thoughts, I could have doodled a turkey and blogged about baked brussel sprouts but the Barefoot Contessa beat me to it.
Every now and then I want to write about an offbeat destination in Connecticut, which doesn’t get the attention it deserves when it comes to tourism.
If you want expansive views of New England and a touch of Scotland, you should consider paying a visit to Connecticut’s Silver City, Meriden. The city was the hub of manufacturing in the 1800’s and among other things, silver was one of the key products, which explains the nickname.
Hubbard Park, the largest municipal park in New England is located here. Designed by none other than Frederick Law Olmsted of the famed Central Park in Manhattan,the main attraction of the park is Castle Craig which has a stone slab dedication that dates back to 29th October 1900 and reads as follows: “Castle Craig Tower stands 32 feet high on 976 foot east peak in Meriden’s Olmsted designed Hubbard Park. It has the distinction of being the highest point within 25 miles of the coast from Maine to Florida. Its design origins are clouded. Some say its native trap rock construction resembles Norman watchtowers on Europe’s Rhine River while others claim it was modeled and named after an ancient castle in Scotland.”
The castle is the ultimate lookout point, especially in autumn. For miles beyond, all you can see is the scattering of red, gold and orange against the clear blue sky. Apart from a road which is open from May through October from 10 A.M. to 5:00 P.M., there are quite a few hiking trails in the park, one of which lead up to the castle. Entry is free and pets are welcome.
With or without the vibrant colors of fall foliage, the place is well worth a visit.
If you ask me, the best thing about traveling by train is that you can wear your shoes and keep them on for the entire journey. Nope, not the free Wi-Fi or the scenery or even the dining and wining. For me, it’s all about the shoes. I can ignore the delays and the added travel time. At least I don’t have to take off my shoes and put them in a bin. I don’t care if I am standing behind somebody like George Clooney from ‘Up in the Air’. No matter how efficiently you do it, there is no graceful way of taking off your shoes and walking around in your socks in public.
But my favorite mode of travel remains the never-out-of-style road trip. You stop when you want, there’s no limit to the number of things you can carry, you can pack five different types of sunscreen and all your boots. Just dump them in the trunk and you are good to go! It helps that I love driving and USA has an amazing network of well-maintained interstate highways, one of the best in the world.
It’s not always about traveling from point A to point B (unless it’s for business or something urgent); when it comes to vacation travel, what also matters is how you get there.
A couple of years back, for some reason not exactly clear to either of us, my husband and I had taken a trip down to Rhode Island’s Narragansett in the middle of November. It was windy and well, cold. This is a picture of the Narragansett Towers on Ocean Road, once called the gateway to the world. Designed by the New York firm of McKim, Mead and White, it is the last remaining portion of the Narragansett Casino. Back in the 19th Century, it was hailed as one of America’s most prestigious resorts. After surviving decades of fire and hurricanes, The Towers still hold their own with pride and grandeur reminiscent of a past era.
But the Narragansett Towers have got me thinking of casinos. So here I am, googling Connecticut’s Mohegan Sun which is supposedly the second largest casino in the United States. Their website has an option for viewing the pages in “chinese” – whoa! First of all, there is no language called chinese, it should be mandarin or any one of the numerous languages spoken in China. And second of all, why in Chinese? Hmm…I think I have to go there and find out for myself!
Last week started on an adventurous note. I hopped on a plane to Minneapolis and from there to Kalispell Airport in Flathead County, Montana. Tia Troy, Public Relations Manager of Glacier Country Tourism greeted me and my fellow journos as we picked up our assorted luggage and embraced the cold Montana air. Tia doesn’t believe in wasting precious time, especially when the itinerary includes horseback riding. Well, as they say, no trip to the west is complete without a ranch visit.
For the next seven days, we touched upon the cities of Whitefish, Essex, Havre, Chinook, Malta, Glasgow, Fort Peck and Great Falls. Traveling from western to eastern Montana, I could feel the change in landscape and a variation in the cultural fabric. In a state as massive as Montana, where it takes from sunrise to sundown to go from one end to another, the differences are expected and welcome. Refreshing even.
For seven nights, I stayed in seven different hotels but the ones that stood out are the Good Medicine Lodge in Whitefish (excellent decor, food, hospitality and amenities) and of course, the Izaak Walton Inn (there’s something very charming about it).
Gayle Fisher, Executive Director of Russell Country Tourism and Carla Hunsley, Executive Director of Missouri River Country Tourism took over from Tia as we toured their respective regions. Cheryl-Anne Millsap from the The Spokesman-Review and Tonya & Ian from World Footprints made up the rest of our tour group.
Great company, good food and plenty of travel. Ideas were tossed around and opinions were formed, pictures were clicked, memories were made and best of all, friendships were forged.
Photos by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
Photo by Esha Samajpati. All rights reserved ©
The state of Montana is home to the widely popular Glacier National Park. Scores of activities and plenty of wildlife are the main draws. Second day of my week long Montana trip was spent hiking the gorgeous Glacier National Park. Intermittent showers did not deter us from exploring the park which as you can see from the pic above is every bit worth the extra effort.
Tiny Tidbit: A particular type of algae is responsible for the green color of the water.
Updated on September 19, 2019
During dinner at the Izaak Walton Inn in Essex last night, we found the menu dotted with tiny purple-green images of huckleberries, a kind of wild mountain berry native to the Pacific Northwest. Apart from being a favorite among the area’s bear population, these fleshy berries find their way into menus all over the region.
Each of us ordered something or the other with the berry in it. The beer was from Great Northern Brewing Co. in Whitefish, a pale brew with just the slightest hint of huckleberry. The six ounce boneless grilled chicken was deliciously tender with a generous drizzle of huckleberry orange sauce. And well, even dessert had the purple tinge of the local berry.
You just cannot avoid this berry in Montana, and when not in food, it is found in lotions, candles and soaps!