For dinner the second night, we went to Ray’s Drive-In. It was a short walk from the Airbnb, where the smell coming up from the floor vents reminded me of Happy’s basement. Ray’s Drive-In was another anachronism, harking back to the glory days of Augie’s on the East Hartford / Manchester line back in Connecticut. Etta and I each ordered a delux hamburger, an order of fries, and a drink and the total for dinner was under $10. We sat outside and ate at a picnic table, and watched the locals come to Ray’s. It’s been open for almost fifty years. They put a healthy amount of mayo on those burgers.