This past Saturday, I took the ladies up north for a little trespassing. The Boyce Thompson Institute for Plant Research was built in 1924 and was dedicated to the study of plants and associated organisms for the “betterment of society.” It’s been in ruin since the late 70s in Yonkers, smack-dab in the middle of an office park, complete with an Applebees. We thought over the plan to break into this main building when we saw the dog-sized raccoons eating breakfast. Instead, we moved on to the greenhouses. I cannot imagine going to this place any time after dark. It was scary in broad daylight.   Applebees wasn’t even open for lunch and I already had that erie feeling in the pit of my stomach just walking around this place.  It is pretty amazing how fast nature starts to take over.
If we were gonna get chopped up into bits in the middle of the day, I wonder who was going to save us.
Since my mother reads this, I must let you all know that we left the Institute unscathed. Lisa and I tried venturing into the basement of the greenhouses, got halfway down the stairs and chickened out. No raccoons were harmed in the making this post, we’ve all had our tetanus shots, and when we were done, we proceeded to the nearest shopping mall for lunch and mindless shopping. But at least for a little bit, we saw something cool.