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Day 16…. the trip home.


As we were leaving the resort for the 12 hour plus drive home, I found this behind a door.




Clearly the previous tenants vacationed in the coat closet and didn’t want to be disturbed.

And yes, you read that correctly. This will be my last blog about the Williamsburg, Virginia vacation.



To think it only took me 60 posts to get here!

So…. it was a grey overcast morning the day we left.




And I have absolutely no idea what this was.




But here’s the Washington Monument….




And the entrance to a tunnel.




Was my husband obeying the speed limit?





He never does, but when you’re riding in a rental Brontosaurus and the lanes get smaller due to construction? My blood pressure ruses when he approaches 100 mph.




I also look out the side window a lot.





Although it’s hard to focus properly at that speed.




Playing with my phone helps…




As does laughing at some slightly painful road names.




Here’s the Delaware Memorial Bridge.




And the toll ticket that cut off our George Washington Bridge exit price on the bottom.




For those of you who have never seen the New York City skyline on an overcast day from the New Jersey Turnpike at 90 mph?




Here you go.







Next up was the George Washington Bridge, where I usually close my eyes and pray to the God of Tequila that I’ll live to see another margarita.




Ironically… as soon as I started filming, the husband slowed down. Which is a good thing since the roads were potholed and in horrible shape.



Traffic was a nightmare.




But it always is.




And every time we pass these massive apartment complexes….




I realize how blessed we are to  live in the country.




Was this water blowing off the top of that truck?

No. It was smoke, because something was probably on fire. When we crept up next to it and signaled the driver there was a problem?

He flipped us off.




Ya gotta love New Yorkers.




The rest of the trip was long, traffic laden and uneventful.

We were even too pooped to make our normal pit stop at the tax free New Hampshire liquor store.




Technically I took a few more…. but still.

Why is sitting in car doing absolutely nothing for 13 hours so damn tiring?


Yorktown National Park mini museum and a whole lotta humps.


We were beginning to discover a strange thing about the Historic Triangle area in Williamsburg ,Virginia…. everything is done in triplicate. National Parks, State Parks and tourist venues all cover the same history and it can be a bit confusing when choosing a place to visit. So after finishing the Revolutionary War Museum and the Yorktown re-creation, we headed to the actual Yorktown site and found a National Parks visitors center.

It had a small museum with most of the same information we had just seen… and a broken heating system which rendered the building slightly less cold than the Arctic tundra. Needless to say, we didn’t linger.

There was a ship.





A one fourth size replica of the one that sunk in the neighboring York River.




So we boarded her…




Explored… and then moved on.




To some tents.




But not just any old tents.




These were literally George Washington’s tents.

Delivered by Philadelphia upholsterer Plunket Fleeson in May 1776, Washington’s original set of campaign tents included a large dining tent — which also served as his headquarters and meeting room — and two additional tents that provided space for the general to sleep and store his baggage.

Though made of rugged worsted wool and linen, several of these tents succumbed to rough treatment during the war, requiring Washington to order replacements. Still more abuse took place after the deaths of the general and his wife, when their stepson — George Washington Parke Custis — began snipping off pieces of the historic fabric to give to guests at his celebrated outdoor parties.

Later, the tents accompanied the Marquis de Lafayette on his triumphant 1824 tour of the nation he helped create. Yet even at historic Fort McHenry, where they were reverently displayed under the original Star-Spangled Banner, the increasing fragile artifacts were handled with a recklessness that’s hard for curators to imagine today.

Greater still was the threat from Union Army pillagers who seized the Arlington estate of Custis’ heir — Mary Custis Lee — and her husband, Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee, during the Civil War. Only a word of warning from a Lee family slave named Selina Gray persuaded federal officials to seize them for safekeeping, thus saving the irreplaceable relics.

Returned in 1901, the outer elements of both the dining and sleeping tents were quickly sold; they ended up in the collections of the Smithsonian Institution and what is now the American Revolution Center at Valley Forge, Sundberg said. The Park Service acquired the dining tent ceiling and sleeping tent chamber from the Lee family in 1955, putting both on display at what was then the new Yorktown Visitor Center.



And pardon my geekdom, but I think that’s pretty damned cool!




Heck, they even had Lord Cornwallis’s table he used during the war.

But by that time we were freezing and had to go outside to warm up. Wanting to see the actual Yorktown battlefield…. we started the driving tour with directions from the park rangers.




I’m not quite sure what I was expecting.




But what I got were a bunch of humps.

Humps here.




Humps there.




Humps everywhere.




Apparently they’re called redoubts.



And not be outdone, we had humps as well.




I believe there were 10 of them on the tour, but come on. Once you’ve seen a  few humps?

You’ve seen them all.




Though this one had cannons, which I photographed from the top of  a hump……




Before realizing you weren’t supposed to climb to the top of the humps.