Today, mama and I took a day trip to a tiny village up North, called Cold Spring. It’s known as a historic sitemail and has a ton of old buildings.
The travel took some time, mostly because we had to transfer at Croton Harmon. You see, the train tracks north of Croton Harmon are not electrified, like the rest of them are. To kill time between trains, we had a walk around, but there really wasn’t anything interesting. It was like an airport for trains: in the middle of nowhere.
We got to Cold Spring around 4 pm and immediately began to explore. We saw signs for a barn sale, so we went there first. Mama bought me the prettiest little tea pot.
Afterwards, we had a look around the town. A lot of shops were either antique shops or cafés. There were a few restaurants here and there too. The majority of Cold Spring is residential.
Another thing I noticed was an abundance of college students and young adults looking around. It seems a popular place to take a day trip, though I heard that there are also several bed and breakfast establishments as well. The village had a quaint feel to it that invites tourists.
Once it started to get dark, mama and I found someplace to eat dinner. She had something called a waffle chicken and I had a big salad. The restaurant was really nice inside.
Around that time it started to get a bit cold, not helped by the fact that we were close to the water.
Mama and I will likely go back there once it gets warmer. We will also try to get there earlier next time too.