On to The Revolutionary City of Williamsburg

 September 16, 2022, by Amy

After four busy, eventful days in Washington DC, we rented a vehicle and traveled a few hours south to Williamsburg, VA.  We are eight people, with eight pieces of luggage (one, a hard-shell the size of a Buick Town car).  The Ford Explorer was a 7-passenger vehicle.  Jarret was not only our patient driver, but an intrepid packer-of-the-luggage.  The large suitcase stood up between the front and middle row.  Oh, and we also each had a backpack fit in there somewhere!

Along the route we came across a posh rest area, that not only had historical significance, but lots of snack and drink machines.  The latter of course being utilized, despite our recent lunch in DC.

Posh rest area

Rest area history sign

This would be my third visit to Colonial Williamsburg.  The first time in the spring of 2015, with daughter, Alyssa, when we were on our train trip around the country.  The following spring Alyssa and I, along with my parents, were able to stay in the heart of the Revolutionary City for five days.  My love of history (though not a penchant for memorizing dates) certainly came from my parents.  In the days to come, I would balance the reliving of sweet memories, with exploring the city with my young family.

Arriving in modern Williamsburg, we made a supper stop at Second Street Bistro.  A trendy place, with a typical Friday night crowd, we none the less had a delicious meal, with excellent service.  

Asian salad with a side of salmon at Second Street Bistro

It was fully dark by the time we drove the remaining few miles into Colonial Williamsburg, and settled into The Brick House, our home for the next five days. 

Unlocking The Brick House door for the first time

Real keys, for a really old door