On most of our family vacations, I find us a house or apartment to rent. In Williamsburg, Virginia, I was thrilled to find an authentic 1698 colonial house to rent — until we started to see that it wasn’t quite the comfortable retreat we were used to retiring to at night.
Oh, it had modern bathrooms and kitchens and electricity, but no WiFi. No TV. And no comfortable chairs.
The beds were nice.
The low ceilings, not so much,
Especially after climbing the steep, narrow stairs. I quickly learned to walk in my toes.
Still, comfortable or not, I loved all the period touches: the desks and dishes. The furniture, quill pens and wigs.
It wasn’t the most relaxing place we’ve ever stayed, but it definitely provided a unique insight into life in Colonial times during our trip.
Do you ever choose ambiance over creature comforts?