The owners with Jackie Chan
Upon leaving the restaurant we passed through a place called Newtown, which is a development of close-packed shops and restaurants in normally spread out Williamsburg. It almost takes on the atmosphere of an artificial main street. On a Friday afternoon, it was swarming with kids from the local middle school and high school. For them it is apparently the place to be seen. Quite an odd phenomenon if you ask us old folks.
We returned to my Uncle's house where we became schooled in the art of playing redneck horseshoes. The concept is the same as normal horseshoes, except that you toss two golf-balls connected by a short section of rope onto three horizontal tiered sections of 1” PVC pipe. Games can be played to 21 points, with 3 points for the highest rung, 2 for the middle, and 1 for the bottom. Andrew seemed to get the hang of it first, maybe that means he's the most redneck.
After sundown, my cousin Danielle and her boyfriend Justin took us out to a bar called the Green Leafe, known for having around 50 different beers on their menu. Ironically, it was located in Newtown, and we were definitely on the lower end of the age group present. I guess its the place to be for old folks too.
The Green Leafe
They had a pretty good selection of locally brewed beers from Virginia. We tried Legend Brewery's Lager and Porter, as well as Williamsburg Alewerk's Brown Ale, St. George IPA and a few others. They were all pretty tasty and just what we needed to conclude our evening while simultaneously catching up with old friends and making new ones.
We're on schedule and have received our first taste of southern hospitality, albeit no grits were involved. This morning we set out a little after 8am for Atlanta, GA. 10 hours to the next destination. Just outside of Williamsburg they have some vintage gas pumps, which didn't take credit cards (surprise surprise).
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