Matt and I have a tradition where we take a mini-vacation over Memorial Day Weekend. Last year was my very first trip to New York City. The year before my oldest friend Molly's wedding in California, and the year before that my sister's wedding in Pittsburgh. This year we decided on Williamsburg. Yes, friends, you read that correctly. If you know me, you know my disdain. If you read this blog, you have probably read about it on more than occasion. I often reference my time at William and Mary as "the worst two years of my life." Well, I guess I was finally ready to go back after five years.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Williamsburg
Matt and I have a tradition where we take a mini-vacation over Memorial Day Weekend. Last year was my very first trip to New York City. The year before my oldest friend Molly's wedding in California, and the year before that my sister's wedding in Pittsburgh. This year we decided on Williamsburg. Yes, friends, you read that correctly. If you know me, you know my disdain. If you read this blog, you have probably read about it on more than occasion. I often reference my time at William and Mary as "the worst two years of my life." Well, I guess I was finally ready to go back after five years.
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