Day two of my Virginia adventure took me to Williamsburg to visit my oldest friend (not in age, but in relationship). Leigh and I have been friends since freshman year of high school. I think we bonded over a mutual love for Celebrity Jeopardy and mutual hate for pep rallies and school spirit in general.
I didn’t want to arrive empty-handed to Leigh’s so I popped in Sugar Shack on my way out of town for a few sweets. Oh-mah-gah. I grabbed blueberry donut holes to snack on while driving to Williamsburg and I still dream about how fresh and delicious they were. Coupled with a big cup of dark roast coffee, and I was in heaven. They had so many fun donut flavors to choose from, so I highly recommend this place if you have an opportunity to pop in one of their many locations. (They’re in Florida!)
Leigh, her husband, Ben, and daughter Harper lived in Williamsburg and since my visit, they’ve welcomed baby Caroline and moved back to Florida. They were gracious enough to show me around Williamsburg so after getting settled, Leigh, Harper and I took to the streets and explored America’s second oldest college campus, William & Mary, and Colonial Williamsburg.
We walked around and caught up on life, all the while feeling sorry for the kids who’s parents took them on an educational vacation instead of to Disney. We made it to a cute cafe where I almost had a panic attack when tasked with pushing Ms. Harper and her stroller out of the door by myself. I don’t know how people do it. There were chairs, and people and maneuvering and I literally wanted to say “Make way! Lady with a baby!”. It was seriously only 10 feet but it was easily the most difficult thing I did that day. Fortunately, Harper was all smiles and oblivious to my panic sweat.
Our next stop was Jamestown Settlement. It was pretty cool, even though the weather had turned chilly and misty. Nevertheless, we saw some cool old stuff, walked around, and chatted. Some of my favorite things.
For dinner, Leigh, Ben, Harper and I ate at Dog Street Pub, the cutest little gastropub in Williamsburg. They have an extensive beer list (always a win), delicious food, and a bustling atmosphere. The building itself used to be a bank and remnants of its history can be seen in the classically shaped windows and marble floors.
The next morning, I left a very gray Williamsburg early to drive back to Florida. Per the recommendation of my hosts, I took the ferry across the James River as a scenic alternative to going back the way I came. I was grateful I had an opportunity to visit with friends, even if it was a short stay, and that they were kind enough to welcome me into their home. Of course, I’m even happier they’ve moved back to Florida so I can bug them on the regular now.