Robert and I spent Christmas in Colonial Williamsburg in 1988. We took our two dogs Pylon and Bentley with us and had a wonderful time.
It was unseasonably warm that year and we had packed heavy winter sweaters. The day before Christmas the temperature reached 80 degrees and we thought we might need to make a trip out of the area to buy cooler clothes, but the next day cooled off enough to be comfortable.
I made reservations for this trip a year in advance. It was a challenge because we had to make decisions on where and when we would eat meals a year in advance. It worked out well and Williamsburg is delightful at Christmas.
Every building is decorated and prizes are awarded for the best decorations.
There are parades...
and lots of people in character who will stop and chat.
Bentley was fascinated with these geese until one chased him. Then he decided they weren't so interesting after all.
We had our Christmas dinner at the Inn.
The delicious dinner was accompanied by a harpist.
If you ever get the opportunity to spend Christmas in Williamsburg, I strongly recommend it.