Guest towels from the spare bathroom you nail into a long piece of wood when your wife isn’t looking.
Foolishness –
The gift a friend gives you because she knows you’re allergic to horsefly bites.
With a name like the Bug Bite Thing, you don’t expect it to work.
And no surprise, it didn’t. A horsefly bit me, I suctioned my arm as directed and still swelled up like a politician at a pay by the plate fundraising dinner.
More foolishness –
Contains 40% urea.
WTF!
Don’t know what urea is?
Google it, I’ll wait.
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Right?
Who in the world wants to rub urine on their feet.
And on the off chance I ever do? I’ll save myself some money and ask the neighbor’s dog to pee on me. Lord knows he’s been trying to for years.
I wouldn’t doubt it at this point. Society does seem to be breaking down.
In Maine, a local reporter was interviewing random people last week, asking how they felt about the safety precautions … masks, social distancing, closures etc. When he asked a man who wasn’t wearing a mask… even though it was requested by the store and mandated by the town… the man spit on him.
That’s where we are.
So yeah… Godzilla really doesn’t seem too far fetched.
(Only 2 more Berkshire vacation days to go. There will be an end… eventually. I promise.)
Destination? An indoor conservation garden filled with wonderful (and sometimes creepy crawling) things.
But first we had to get there.
We passed beautiful stone churches…
The ever present windmills…
And a very strange breed of Berkshire deer.
If you use Apple maps navigation like we do, you know that SIRI can put you on some very out of the way routes to cut 35 seconds off your arrival time. This trip was no exception.
If that bitch directs you to take the Quarry Road up and over the mountain?
Do. Not. Go.
Calling it a road is a stretch, as it got narrower and narrower until it was nothing but a dirt trail. I stopped photographing shortly after that pic was taken because it was rutted, slippery with mud and about 4 inches wide. My fingernails were too busy digging ruts into the dashboard to operate the camera.
But we survived and made it to…
I wasn’t sure what to expect, as there were mixed reviews of this small family run operation.
But the cafe looked alright.
(No, we didn’t eat. Food lovers will have to wait for dinner.)
We purchased tickets and walked through the first door to….
A veritable insect Disneyland!
Warning – if you don’t love bugs and reptiles? Come back for Part 2. There were a lot of both.
Personally? I love me some bugs! The bigger and creepier the better.
I mean, look at them!
A mass of writhing Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches.
What’s not to love?
Yeah…
Thanks for that.
This one was hungry.
These lived their lives upside down.
But these?
These fellows from New Guinea looked like dead leaves walking, and were just plain amazing!
There were brightly colored poisonous dart frogs…
Who were hard to photograph as they kept jumping around at will.
Very rude…
Don’t they know I have to blog to write?
As well as weird and wonderful lizards.
How cute is that?
I could easily have spent all day in just that one room….
But the butterflies were waiting….
Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.
