Knowing how much we all love to see interiors, I thought you might enjoy seeing the place where we stayed over the weekend. The rental is located at The Kingsmill Resort and is owned by my in-laws who graciously allowed us to stay there during the busy summer season.
I could get used to having the turn down service and chocolates every night.
This is the master bath.
The second bathroom.
Over the weekend, we went to Busch Gardens where I learned that I don't enjoy roller coasters as much as I use to. The first ride we rode was the Loch Ness Monster. It was ok until we went inside a tunnel where irrational fears set in. I swore if I got out of there I would never go back, but sure enough, I was swindled into riding it again. The second time we entered the tunnel, I closed my eyes as tightly as possible and counted to 45 before we once again emerged from darkness. The next ride we rode was the Griffon (and please use your best French accent when pronouncing). If you want to know what it feels like to fall out of an airplane, ride this roller coaster. Yowza. Needless too say, I didn't ride it twice, one time, I'm good, thanks. The third and final ride, and I do mean FINAL ride, was the Alpengeist. And just so you know, my new name for it is the vomitgeist. I was a fool to think that the most challenging rides were behind me at this point. Without even sizing it up, we got in line. Because it was still early and we could choose any seat, this time we chose the the very back. Big mistake. Have you ever seen someone in an amusement park hunched over getting sick? That was me Saturday. That's right. In the azalea bush. Classy huh?
Today is the first day that I actually feel normal. Perhaps I have vertigo to look forward to as I age.
No, I am off to Lowes to pick up paint for the floors in the boys' rooms. I'll keep you posted...