Today started with an early morning trip to the Boca Raton Museum of Art, because Grandma and I had a craving.
A craving for
This joke is extra funny with context that The Iron Giant is one of my grandparents’ favorite movies of all time, and that we often refer to my grandpa as “Grandpa Giant.”
The museum is located in an outdoor shopping center with some very nice architectural set pieces called Mizner Park.
But if you thought it would be easy to overlook an art museum, think again.
Those of you that pay attention to my Instagram feed have seen a lot of the photos I took. I decided to put out my favorites on the social platform since it’s all about photography.
I’ll link the posts here so I don’t have to bog down extra media space.
However, there were a lot more pieces that didn’t make the cut. For instance, this animated version of the giant hand on the first floor:
And then like… A billion more things.
I’ve gathered them together in this slideshow for your viewing pleasure.
And of course, we can’t forget the best piece in the museum…
But wait, that’s not all!
During our trip to the outdoor sculpture garden, Grandma and I found a curly-tailed lizard running around in the grass. Only to later find an iguana hiding out by the entryway to their gated community!
The invasion of the lizards has begun.
That’s only half a joke, because I was told iguanas are actually overrunning the ecosystem in this gated community and it’s kind of a big problem.
This is the first time I’ve seen one, though. It was very cute.
After absorbing some fine ART, Grandma and I partook in another Iron Giant tradition: Going for ice cream.
Kilwins is apparently pretty well known for having a fancy blend of chocolates and ice cream made in-house.
Personally, I’m more of a Handel’s guy. But I had some s’mores flavored ice cream that was very delicious.
Once we got home the afternoon was a little more chill. I managed to get in the pool again for a while before the rain kicked up again.
And oh boy, the rain kicked up again this afternoon.
At one point I was genuinely afraid for my life. Until Sonic the Hedgehog came along.
And by Sonic the Hedgehog, I mean a very nice Greek restaurant:
I’ve never even owned that game. What’s the deal, Sonic?
I’ll be waiting for a response.
That’s about all I have. We settled in to watch some America’s Got Talent (which I guess is an interest that runs in the family) and I started to write this up.
As my time in Florida begins to come to an end, it sounds like Grandpa wants to use me for some extra luck at a horse racing track tomorrow.
So come back for my next daily summary to see how that goes!