It’s crazy to me that I’m still sharing photos from our Massachusetts trip— it was over a month ago now! And it’s even crazier that I still have a (delicious) New Orleans post waiting in drafts! I’m not sure how these got pushed aside, but I loved these photos too much not to share them here, even weeks and weeks later.
I’ve been to Old Sturbridge Village a few times growing up, always for school field trips. It’s one of those go back in time, role playing type of places— I’m sure there’s a better way to describe it, but you know, it’s late and I’m half on (what’s new drea?). Either way, I enjoyed it as a kid. I mean, sure, mostly because who doesn’t love field trips and endless rock candy?! But going back as an adult, twenty years later (!) was a pretty cool experience, even without indulging in rock candy. It’s crazy how differently we see things as adults isn’t it? I enjoyed it then, but appreciate it now. The weather was chilly, damp, and just a bit dreary— just how we wanted it. The buildings were cool. The gardens were impressive. And it was just a nice, relaxing, and different way to spend our day.