On one day, Saturday the 17th of September we decided (randomly) to go to Busta Rhymes Island. Mine you, from our place to theirs it takes about an 2 h 8 mins + food time, which obviously took a bit longer…
… however, we got there! And yes, The Boston Globe confirmed that, yes, Busta Rhymes Island Is For Real – ishhh. You can read about it more here, here, and here.
In reality, it took forever just to get to Busta Rhymes Island (in which we were listening to his music), but you see nothing in reality of him. If you actually knew zero of him, it was a nice long drive that to just lay down and chill in someone’s backyard.
After a very long (about an 1 hr 34 min drive) from where I was to get to Busta Rhymes, we decided to check out some ice cream! Very random.
But before then, we did hit up this unexpected time to visit Old Stone Church built in 1891 on the way over. The place was nicely constructed, btw, and it was really cool on the inside! It’s crazy- because they’re building another building on the other side. Ah well.
Now off to see the ice cream at Rota Spring Farm! We also said hello to the goat and of course bought some really well priced organic beef tongue (3 ways for beef recipe here) and liver (best recipe w/ onions)! Mmm!
Tower Hill Botanic Garden in Central Massachusetts – which is 10 miles northeast of Worcester (Woos-tah or Wiss-tah- I have no idea what it even means to say).
We saw Christine Tsen, Cello, and Katherine Burmeister, Harp, who totally played pretty awesome and fascinating things. If you listened to Hayao Miyazaki in the beginning, it is kinda cool.
We also got to see the The Wild Rumpus: A Stickwork Sculpture by Patrick Dougherty, which was funny enough – again very absorbing! It was an architectural environment right back at its home. It’s up until Sept 23rd!
Btw, the place is super nice. LIKE SUPER NICE. I’ve never seen a place so properly appropriate! It is very … niiiice. The store is really neat to check out as well as all the interesting places to check out inside. Definitely check it out before you leave.
I was 14 (almost 15), sitting in Southern California when the news hit. About 3,000 people died in my class. It doesn’t matter where. We didn’t know what to do, but stare. We couldn’t believe it- we just couldn’t, but it happened.
It has been 15 years today, and we look toward today.