Trip to Yale

The Econo Lodge was nothing that it claimed to be – a conference center, a hotel with a heated pool and complimentary breakfast or close to Yale University. My college bound son Julian and I were only too glad to leave the premises early this morning. We were happier when a patron handed us free bus passes to downtown New Haven. We walked out in the rain and immediately found our way to a vegetarian/gluten-free cafe called Claire’s. As we sat by the window eating our delicious breakfast, we watched the rain turn to snow.

Everyone at Yale is used to doing a lot of walking and we began to get a taste of that as we walked long walks in the slush to the building where Into to Green Chemistry was being taught by Professor Paul Anastas. Julian had written to the highly revered professor ahead of time asking his permission to sit on the class. After the class, which Julian found enjoyable, we walked to the Admissions building to catch the 10:30 am tour around the beautiful campus. One of the highlights of the tour was visiting the research library, which boasted original Audubon prints of birds. After an hour and a half of cold wet feet, our friend Jonah Coe-Scharff, a Yale senior and former Greenville High School student,  turned up on the scene. From the old campus, we walked to the Book Trader Cafe on nearby Chapel Street for a bite to eat. After lunch, Jonah graciously walked us back in the direction of the Admissions building for our information session. However, there were so many people attending the session, it was moved from Hill House Avenue to a building on Prospect Avenue.

Julian and I had been advised to visit the music building before we left the Yale campus. While we were walking there that our friend Hugh Flick, a professor of Religious Studies and the Dean of Silliman College, one of the twelve residential colleges on campus, greeted us. We walked back to Claire’s where we enjoyed some light refreshments before Hugh gave us a brief tour of his college and his office. By this time, it was time to head back to the train station. I was sad to be leaving Yale. It had been a wonderful visit!