colonial village were the Williamsburg Inn and, apparently, just about all of the taverns. On this trip, we went through quite a few of the restored buildings and their concept of having the staff act in character was pretty entertaining. One of the favorite questions was where you are from. If we said "Alaska", then we were accused of making up gibberish. If we said "Russia" then we were pitied. Every time we stepped into a tavern to cool off, I would look around and invariably, it would be familiar. This building is referred to as the Palace.
|Inside the Armory|
Urbanna, VA, to visit another brother in-law and his wife. While there, we did a little geocaching before dinner and this is a view from the small boat harbor near one of the caches. I had difficulty getting a good picture out of Autostitch before I realized that the boat was moving between pictures. Even here on the water, the temperature was still pretty unbearable.
Since Urbanna is the home of the Virginia Oyster Fair, I thought it would be a good idea to try some. We went to an oyster bar and I ordered a dozen on the half shell. Unfortunately, the chef insisted on broiling them and completely ruined them. He did this twice. How does that saying go, only eat oysters in months with an "r" in them. I thought that is only because of the warm weather. Maybe they weren't very good....
Tuesday was spent either in the air or waiting in airports. Total time door to door was 17 hours.