It’s been several months since I first posted about our “small trip” vacation planning. The plans went through a few iterations, temporarily settling on Cape Cod… then veering south after seeing hotel prices in that region. Eventually, we decided on a multi-stop driving trip focusing on Williamsburg, Shenandoah National Park, and Gettysburg: Hence, “The ‘Burgs.” Or, possibly “The Beers.”
Four or five years ago, Gina and I took our first vacation together, to Williamsburg, Virginia, where my parents loaned us their timeshare for a week. We’re here for a mere half a week this time—our fourth (perhaps fifth?) return trip—but back in the same location as the timeshare for the first time. Our trip, however, really started much closer to home.
And, not far in, we’re greeted by more sheep. There seem to be a whole lot of sheep in Williamsburg … and we wouldn’t have it any other way. These were exceptionally cute, and when they brought out (what at least appeared to be) a bundle of hay for them to snack on, the guy to the right let out a little bleat and went running. Nice.
Just got back from the reasonably palatable hotel breakfast, and we’re gearing up for what was the general point of this trip: Busch Gardens! This is my 40th birthday trip, and I wanted to act like a kid and go to an amusement part … Busch Gardens has always been one of my favorites. I plan to ride the Loch Ness Monster at least once for each decade of life. Weather forecast isn’t great, but I’m fortified with eggs and Froot Loops, and nothing can stop me now!