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I am not a good blogger... Scratch that I am not even qualified to be called a blogger there has to be a better name for it. dogger? lazybonesogger, I'm like the Hailey's comet of blogging I come around once every 70-80 years or so.
I am sure you have RSS'd this page so you can be notified the second it gets updated with the details of the Seventh day of the East Coast adventure my little family experienced way back in 'ott Seven. So without further adieu...
We spent most of the day at Colonial Williamsburg. Ashlee liked this stop in particular. She really enjoyed the recreation of colonial life circa late 18th Century. There were torrential thunderstorms that left huge puddles all around and Lance promptly decided that Williamsburg is indeed a waterpark.
We spent most of the day at Colonial Williamsburg. Ashlee liked this stop in particular. She really enjoyed the recreation of colonial life circa late 18th Century. There were torrential thunderstorms that left huge puddles all around and Lance promptly decided that Williamsburg is indeed a waterpark.
We went by the College of William and Mary to get a large golf umbrella. Apparently when you buy a large golf umbrella on vacation that means the weather changes promptly so you don't ever get to use the item during the remainder of the trip. And as chance would have it, the airline baggage handlers will actually destroy the item so it may never actually be used. 
We left the park as it began to close to continue our trip heading to Charlottesville to visit my Sister Amanda and her husband Ben who at the time was going to the University of Virginia Law School. This is so long ago it's pathetic, he has since graduated and taken a position with a firm in Rochester NY. Upon arrival to Charlottesville we were introduced to 5 guys. They fed us some really good burgers and fries. They liked us so much they have since followed us back to Utah to feed us more burgers.
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