Regional YMCA of Western Connecticut

I wish I could give a negative star review. I signed my son up and sent my deposit in for summer camp, for my autistic 6 year, to attend camp here in April. I had been figuring out his summer since February and was relieved to have had it all worked out. Then I get a call on June 16 from Sean Turner (who runs camp) saying they couldn’t get staff and it’s been canceled. On June 16. No heads up call months ago that this could happen. I called his boss Gail to ask what the options were… Could they take my autistic kid and accommodate him in a typical camp? No they can’t. So here I am on June 16 not sure what I am going to do. Never mind my poor son. This Y is quite frankly abominable.

I and my 3 sons just LOVE Regional YMCA at Boughton St!!! Sauna, pool, gym, zumba, body-​pump and much more are so good!

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said young man!
No, seriously, young man, can you and your young colleagues please step aside?
Although I have offered my patronage to dozen of gyms across the world, I have never been a part of my local Y. And on days like today I remember why.
The crowd at the local YMCA, much like crohns disease, has a bimodal distribution (what does that even mean!?) Well, my muscle bound friends, it means you share the gym with both the:
1) Fine older citizens of our society who, surprised by recent news that the bacon and sausages they ate every morning for 60 years is not part of a complete breakfast, are trying this new human phenomenon called exercise,
2) Highschool/​recent diploma yielding youth, who come to recall the most recent gossip from Gina’s wicked party or their future glorious careers as collegiate athletes. (Why doesn’t anyone brag about how good theyre going be at organic chemistry? «Yea, bro, I’m gonna smash those aromatic compound synthesis reactions!»).
It’s an odd balance of tolerance between these two. From just her facial expression, I can tell that the lady on the leg press machine is wondering if she was that annoying in her youth. (Or perhaps it was just a reaction to that young adult Unilocaler, covered in tattoos, who nodded to her as if saying «Kids these days»).
All in all, the place never gets extremely busy. They have a squat cage, 2 barbell benches, dumbbells up to 100lbs, and various weight machines that move as you use them. I really enjoy the rubberized weight plates they have and the dumbbells look exaggerously (yes i made up a word) large and make you look extra strong. The weight machines that slide with your movements are interesting… I’m not sure whether or not I like them yet.
It’s your typical local Y. I never understood why the prices are as expensive as they are. If the hospital didn’t pay for our membership I would definitely consider another gym.
One note, I had asked the Fitness room clerk to term up the barely audible music since the commercials on the TV were distracting. After consulting the appropriate male staff member at the front desk (who was not very friendly just fyi) he comes back and just turns down the tv without saying a word about the music. If you guys didn’t want to turn up the music that is completely understandable, but a little communication would have been polite.
Save your money, unless you really need those swimming lessons.