Week 26: Virginia and the Outer Banks (OBX) North Carolina

The most exciting part of Virginia had nothing to do with Virginia. We reached
our six month mark (or halfway point) this week. We are each writing a “mental state
of the motor home” piece that we’ll share this upcoming week. This post, is simply
to document our experience in Virginia so that I don’t forget!

Busch Garden’s Christmas Town was a perfect way to celebrate our six-month mark.
Like I said on Facebook, the roller coaster(s) sum up our life perfectly, the
ups and downs and stomach-turning bliss that is this experience. Embrace the
crazy and the sweet treats that come along with it!

Snow! We were excited to see the little reminder of home. We miss our skis and
snowboards, but, this year, I am glad it is not sticking around. The amount of
propane it takes to keep a motorhome warm is ridiculous, but not as annoying as
having to pack up your house, mid-freeze, to refuel. Ha

Other highlights:

It’s Jamestown for a look at the first settlement in the United States. Hard to
fathom starting an entire civilization. Having a visual is always great, but the
part I really liked (as morbid as this is…) was seeing full-body skeletons of
some of the early settlers. A couple even had an arrowhead and bullet still stuck
in their bones. People eating people was a topic in the jeep after this experience
as the first settlers also fought starvation issues that resulted in cannibalism.

Williamsburg has been on our radar since we left. Though I appreciate the history,
I enjoyed the cute little shops even more. Our favorite store since we left is…
The Peanut Store! For our peanut-addicted family, it was food paradise! My other
favorite was, The Cheese Store that included a Wine Store in the basement. Nice
simple names for us slow folk. 🙂 Oh ya, there was some history stuff there too.

Project Kitty Hawk: A day trip exploring the Outer Banks of North Carolina ended
with a lesson in flight creation! It was AWESOME! The Wright Brothers, Orville and Wilbur,
chose this area in North Carolina because of remote location, away from everyone
(aka the media). After years of preparation, their plane only took four flights.
Before the fifth, the wind had damaged the plane, but, at least, the idea of air
travel had “taken off”. Also, due to the weight distribution, the plane required
one brother to hold the wing during take-off, hence the term “wingman”. I am obsessed
with their story. We are all capable of life-altering creations, but so
few of us make change happen! I am guilty…I often start sentences with “It would be
cool if someone would invent…” and then I never take it any further. Anywho, we
loved this experience.

Now that the snow has caught up with us, I am having a hard time focusing on anything
but heading south and keeping temperatures above freezing!

Tina
Boondocks and Bliss