Route Description
Route 72 begins as a four-lane freeway at Route 9 in New Britain, expanding to six lanes after the junction with Route 71 at Exit 9. Route 72 overlaps with I-84 as it crosses from New Britain into the town of Plainville. In Plainville, Route 72 has an eastbound on-ramp from Route 10 via Route 372, then crosses the Pequabuck River, with the freeway soon ending at an intersection with Route 372 (Forestville Avenue). Route 72 continues along Forestville Avenue as a two-lane surface road to the Bristol city line. Within Bristol, Route 72 runs 5.5 miles (8.9 km) along several city streets, in particular, East Main Street, Broad Street, Middle Street (where it overlaps with Route 229), Riverside Avenue, Main Street, School Street, Divinity Street, Park Street, and Terryville Road. The route runs parallel to the Peqaubuck River in Bristol and crosses it several times. Route 72 then enters the town of Plymouth, where the road turns north to follow South Riverside Avenue, North Riverside Avenue, and Poland Brook Road. In Plymouth, Route 72 intersects with U.S. Route 6 in the Terryville section of town. Route 72 continues north in the rural town of Harwinton where it goes along Terryville Road, eventually ending at Route 4. Route 72 is 20.10 miles (32.35 km) long.
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