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Our trip to Jamestown

It has been a great few days. First of all, my parents came for a visit. Second, Jamestown and Yorktown are having their homeschool week right now. We originally planned to go on Saturday, but the weather forecast looked much better for Sunday, so off we went to the Vigil Mass Saturday evening after a fun time at the bowling alley. (Because everyone goes bowling before Mass, right? Also, bowling is free on post every Saturday afternoon!) Sunday morning dawned with warm temperatures and high hopes, and we were not disappointed. It was such a perfect day.

Here you can see the masts of the ships in the distance. They are full scale replicas of the original ships and are fully functioning to boot. In fact, they actually sailed one of them from England to Jamestown following the route of the actual voyage.
Reproduction of a Powhatan dwelling.
Inside, listening to the guide explain the uses of the building.

Oh, how Jack loved the ships! He had to try everything, and that was OK because they let him.

See what I mean?


I think my dad had a great time!


I wanted to take the chickens home!

Anna trying on the English armor.


Olivia took this picture. I like it. A lot.

This is where Olivia would have stayed all day had I let her.
Talking swords with the "locals".

Souvenir ship in hand, Jack didn't even make it out of the parking lot!
Oh, we had such a wonderful time!










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  1. RebekahMarch 1, 2011 at 7:53 PM

    Yay! I'm so glad you liked it! Marissa loved the chickens the most of all! She would have happily brought them all home! :)

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  2. KarenMarch 1, 2011 at 8:32 PM

    The last picture says it all. It's fun but exhausting to live in the past--those people worked sooo hard. I thank God for every convenience in my pampered existence. How did they do it?
    Glad you all had such a great time.

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  3. JennyMarch 3, 2011 at 2:02 PM

    Oh how fun and your dad looks like he is really enjoying himself. I'm off to read the story of your Ben.

    I'm a new follower from Catholic Mothers Online. Please stop by and return the favor.

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