Do you own a Christmas sweater?
Do you resent synthetic Christmas trees?
Have you ever been to Colonial Williamsburg between Thanksgiving and New Years?
If you answer Yes, Yes, and No, I suggest you quit reading this and book a trip for next year.
Because, my friend, your butt belongs in Williamsburg.
Christmas in Williamsburg is special. Yes it’s a tourist attraction but it’s as close to authentic Christmas spirit as I have ever felt or seen in person. The Historic District’s holiday decorations are made entirely of natural materials available in 18th century Virginia. Some 700+ wreaths and swags are displayed on the various merchant and residential buildings, illuminated by candles and wood burning torches. Fife and drum marches are frequent. And on certain days, if you are lucky, the whole town smells like chocolate. Let’s go!
Now, historically speaking, the Colonials’ holiday decorations probably would have been much more humble compared to today, but the tradition here is long and well loved. Every year The Grand Illumination is the official “kick-off” for Williamsburg’s Christmas season (this year it’s Sunday, December 4, if you happen to be in the area).
Chownings Tavern, above, who serves and excellent welsh rarebit btw, displays a new and interesting wreath each year. Last year it was oysters and dried status on a bed of Virginia Pinecones. This year it’s field flowers, shells and berries in pewter ale cups.
I have been going to Colonial Williamsburg since I was a kid, as has most everyone in southeast Virginia and the mid-Atlantic area in general. It’s just what you do. It’s a popular place. A tourist trap, I suppose.
It’s hard to explain if you have never been there in person. Sometimes people think Williamsburg is like Disneyland (fake) or Amish Country (real), but the truth is somewhere in-between; Williamsburg is a wonderland of American history. The city, the streets, the buildings and the artifacts within are all real –the people are not. The people are actors hired by the CW foundation to perform the roles of individuals who lived in Williamsburg in the 18th century—everyone from famous presidents to scullery maids can be found in costume, in character, roaming the streets of Williamsburg on any given day.
Prepare for them to greet you with a “Good Day Madam” and an obligatory bow.
In a way, it’s sort of like a giant renaissance fair except it’s up and running all year round. And the buildings are real. And the history is real. And important stuff happened here. And there’s no one named Gilgamesh running an elf and fairy tattoo in the parking lot.
Did I mention it’s awesome?
Did I also mention that my cousin works there managing the actors?
This time we got to roam around town with her and get the background on all sorts of stuff that I had never known. That’s her in the blue coat in front of the Governor’s Palace, bottom left corner. Sometimes she gets to wear a costume, and, get this: next week her job will require her to attend a ball. IN A COLONIAL BALLGOWN.
|Wreaths utilize everything old shoes to antlers.|
|Apparently the Colonials were very fond of cards, as this home uses them to decorate their front door.|
Want to see more pictures of Christmas decorations in Colonial Williamsburg? Visit my flickr album.
Interested in visiting Colonial Williamsburg to see it for yourself? Visit their website.