From the T to the Farm

| December 5, 2016 | 0 Comments

This fall, my roommate and I journeyed to Lexington, MA to visit Wilson Farm. That day was a lot of firsts for me. It was my first time being solely responsible for directions as we traveled to an unfamiliar place. Being the practical and slightly neurotic person that I am, I had looked up directions to this farm weeks in advance. I noted which train we had to get on, which bus we had to take after that, and scheduled our departure in such a way so that there wouldn’t be a long wait-time between the train and the bus. I was sure that if we had a solid plan, we could get there by 1pm and have ample time to enjoy ourselves. We left late. But that didn’t mean we didn’t have fun. My roommate and I talked about anything and everything while on the T. We made up games and looked at interesting tiles on the floor of the train station while waiting for the bus. My roommate even made a new friend. And although we did get a little lost from the bus stop to the farm, both of us enjoyed the brisk walk while singing the chorus of Fight for Your Right by the Beastie Boys over and over again.

A girl and her bird. My roommate's new friend.

A girl and her bird. My roommate’s new friend.


Wilson Farm seemed too tiny for the amount of people that crowded it who were eager to buy what the farm offered. However, our first order of business was to do what we went there to do. Forget the food, our main reason for this trip was Wilson Farm’s hay maze. It was simply decorated and I’m pretty sure children half my age were getting through it faster than us, but my roommate and I soaked the experience in.  We got lost, explored different routes, and conquered the maze. The prize for our triumph was one shiny, red apple. From the hay maze, we went to the farmstand. Outside the large wooden building were pumpkins of various colors and sizes and odd-looking squash that reminded us of Toad from the Mario games.

Pumpkin's galore

Pumpkins galore


On the inside, it was filled to the brim with various produce, sweets, cheeses, and condiments. We perused the amalgam of goodies and delights and ate free samples along the way. I bought jam for my grandfather and a box of apple cider doughnuts for me and my roommate to share. At the end of our trip, we sat on a bench and shared a doughnut with the sun beating down our backs while waiting for the bus. The trip to Wilson Farm led to a lot of firsts for me. It was my first time eating an apple cider doughnut, the first time trying maple sugar candy, and the first (and second) time going through a hay maze. It was fun to take a step away from the ever-busy city for a moment and not have to think about the next deadline or exam or meeting. But the inevitable truth is that life stops for no one. And so we returned- to Boston. —-



featured photo credit: Allergic to Work Straw maze at the pumpkin farm via photopin (license)


Category: East by West by T, featured, Food and Travel

Soubhana Asif

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Soubhana Asif is a junior at Boston University majoring in Biology and double minoring in Arabic and Medical Anthropology. "Have I said too much? There's nothing more I can think of to say to you. But all you have to do is look at me to know that every word is true."

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