What did you do today?
I piddled on an original English redoubt at Yorktown. No disrespect was intended, it just seemed an opportune locale for relief. It wasn’t until later that I realized the symbolic nature of the act. And then I wished I’d pissed harder.
En route to my historical micturation, I passed through Williamsburg and stomped the swampy grounds of Jamestown. Like the slogan says, the British Empire in American began and ended within fifteen miles. Funny how history has a way of working out like that.
Now I am in Hampton. A few miles from Fortress Monroe, Hampton Roads and Norfolk. Although I can’t say I’ve travelled to any of the places thus far on my own I figure this is the start of the real adventure since I haven’t seen any of the sites down here in my living memory.
So tomorrow, the USS Monitor and the museums and sites of Hampton Roads. Sunday, Norfolk and the modern Navy. And then it’s off to Nags Head to see if I really am lacking the relaxation chromosone.