Here’s a list of some of the best and worst things about Fairfield that are randomly coming into my head at 6:00 a.m. on a sleepless night.
Best stretch of road in Fairfield: I’m going to have to go with Black Rock Turnpike after you get past the entrance to entrance to the Merritt Parkway. Sure, there are still some lights and stop signs, but it is the closest thing I’ve found in the area to a good driving road. It’s shaded, usually pretty empty and has just enough straight stretches that you can get some speed.
The worst is easily Post Road. Not only are you going about 25 miles per hour on a major road, but every single side street gets its own light. I understand that people need to turn into the various shopping centers that line the streets of Fairfield, but come on. Just make a median strip, give a couple of u-turn areas and make people turn right.
The best place to kill time when your family visits: This is a major problem in Fairfield. Even if my mom comes up just for a day, which doesn’t happen, lunch and dinner only take a couple hours and I’m stuck trying to amuse her. The best place is probably a mall, because it serves both the time wasting and getting things you need quota.
The worst place to kill time is the Norwalk Aquarium. I made the mistake of deciding this venue twice actually, both when I was in no shape to make decisions at 9:00 a.m. on a Sunday. While an aquarium seems like a good quiet place to go, it is actually filled with 10-year-olds and only good for about 45 minutes once you get past the seals.
Best building on campus: Bellarmine Hall is easily the coolest building on campus. Even though I’ve only technically been inside it once, it was far more impressive than anything else on campus. It even has a Japanese garden for Christ’s sake. Nothing says wealthy university like Bellarmine.
The worst building on campus is hands-down McAuliffe Hall. It’s hidden away up by the townhouses, I can never find a side or back door that is open and the insides make you feel like you definitely don’t belong there. The only room I go to there is the bursar’s office, and that is tucked away upstairs down a hallway that seems like it is only two inches taller than my head.
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