Virgina is for Lovers (and Eskimos)

This last week, Trent and I had the opportunity to fly out to Virgina so Trent could interview at a Grad school out there (Virgina Commonwealth). I was not too excited to be leaving the kids for so long, but it was nice to get away. The flights out there were long, bumpy, and delayed. But, after a day of travel, countless Ginger Ales and peanut packets, and then loosing said Ginger Ales and peanuts at the airport bathroom, we made it to our destination. The next morning, I dropped Trent off at his interview and then went Walkabout for 5 hours. Okay, I live in Utah--a place known for big winters--but NOTHING could have prepared me for the kind of cold they have in Virginia. As I walked around seeing the city, I was frozen to my core! There wasn't any snow and the sun was out but I was so cold that I occasionally had to move my face in weird contorted ways so that I knew it was still there. After having enough of the city, I drove out just beyond it and found the most beautiful homes I have ever seen!!! (We looked them up later. Only $2 million. . .) I also got to tour the frozen gardens of a mansion. That place must be stunning in the spring/summer! (the sweet old ladies from the Historical Society at the mansion, seeing that I was freezing, offered that in the summer, it's blazing hot with 99% humidity. Thanks for sealing the deal there ladies). Having had enough of the cold and fearing for the safety of my ears, I stopped in at a Target and bought both Trent and I hats. Best purchase EVER! My ears were thankful.
The next day we decided to go down to Williamsburg and Yorktown. Williamsburg was surprising buzzing with people (for a Wednesday in early December). You had to pay big bucks to actually go in most of the houses so we just waked around outside (bundled up with layers of clothing, scarves, and our new trusty hats). Each house had a unique wreath on it. I think that was my favorite part of Williamsburg (besides the church).
After walking around Williamsburg we headed over to Yorktown. I had a severe migraine headache come on so I stayed in the car while Trent drove around and saw the sites and learned the history. Yorktown was where our country won our independence. It was a big seaside battle ground with caves and wide open fields. I wish I could have seen more of it than I got to.The next morning we packed up and headed out to Virginia Beach. Being 'beach people' we ere excited to see the ocean. Too bad it was butt-freezing cold. Beaches, as it turns out, are not so fun when it feels like 60 below. Oh well. They had a nice gift shop. It was a wonderful trip but we were glad to be home that night hugging our babies and basking in the 40 degree dry Utah weather.