In addition to family fun at our hotel, we enjoyed a full day of learning at Jamestown and Yorktown. Although cold and windy, we made the most of it by reminding ourselves it was at least sunny and dry. (Again, why, oh why, did we go north for spring break?)
And let's not excuse my handsome (but not always so tough) husband. Mr. JW Marriott wouldn't have done well in life then either. Besides, the doors were too low and the beds too short for a 6'5" frame.
I'm serious when I say that time and time again throughout the day, Grady and I would look at each other and marvel over the difficult hardships people endured. (Cue: Proud to be an American.)