Yeppers boys and girls, the old Curmudgeon’s favorite holiday is upon us. In a couple of hours, the Bride and I will gather some clothes, pack up the gifts bought here in old Williamsburg for family, load up our Big Red GMC Terrain and head north for Thanksgiving holiday with the kids and grand kids. We truly will be going over the river (the York and Rappahannock) on Scenic Route 17, and through the woods (miles of them from Williamsburg and Gloucester, through Tappahannock, to Fredericksburg. ). But not to grandmother’s house, because we are the Grands, and we’re heading to my daughter’s for night rest, then my son and daughter in law’s for the Thanksgiving celebration itself.
The Old Virginian/Curmudgeon is looking forward to this visit, I love visiting my family members who are here in the mid-Atlantic region. We have relatives across the country, including California and Washington State. But the old guy can’t make those trips anymore. Over my career, before I retired, this old guy flew thousands upon thousands of miles in airplanes, and the service got worse as the times when on. Of course the prices kept going up, naturally. Gotta fill those corporate coffers. So, now if we go anywhere, it is mostly by our 24 GMC Terrain or hopefully one day next year by train up to New England/Cape Cod and there about.
Don’t get me wrong, I do get out of the house every now and again. Doctor visits, cancer treatments, and ever so often a visit the hospital for “procedures”. Of course, being Williamsburg residents, on the weekends, we usually head for our favorite restaurant, called “Not Another Pancake House”. Love it, good food, great service, friendly people, and now they know us by our name. Kind of like Norm in the Boston pub!
Living here in Williamsburg is truly a great experience. As some may know, I am a history buff and have been for most of my life. Studied history at university as well. So this area is so wonderful for me, because it is chockablock with history, from Jamestown to Yorktown, Hampton and of course our very own, Williamsburg. We are also a short drive from Hampton which is the oldest continuous English speaking settlement in the country.
Well enough rambling, wish us well as we hit the road on a holiday time. We will be NOT taking the 95 interstate, danger lurking each mile, but mostly one of the longest parking lots in the world.
Bags are packed, medicines and other gear included. Will be putting all in the back of Big Red and probably departing around 10am.
Wish us luck on the road???
Musings of a Geriatric Curmudgeon 