On Saturday we drove to Charlottesville, VA to visit my grandparents. It’s a beautiful town and always brings back memories of visiting Memaw and Grandaddy when I was a kid. It was a two hour drive to my grandparents house, but it felt like a week back then. My dad always took the back roads. They were windy little roads surrounded by horse farms. Each farm had a distinctive sign at the end of the driveway. Some were plain white signs with the name of the farm squarely printed on them. Others were painted black with swirly gold calligraphy. I remember making up stories about those farms and the people who lived there. I think if a town can inspire an eight year old, then it’s a pretty impressive town.
This was the first day of our trip that my whole family was together so we mostly just mosey’d around together, catching up. The mountains were covered in fog and there was a constant mist of rain while we were there. The sun peeked out only for a moment while we were shopping on the downtown Mall.We had hoped to hike up the Saunders-Monticello trail and walk around the gardens of Monticello, but decided not to because of the rain.
The funniest part of our trip was when we were leaving my uncle’s house in Crozet, a small town just west of Charlottesville. We came around a corner to find three little boys with a lemonade stand. We pulled onto the side of the road and handed them four quarters and a fifty cent tip. For this we got four half-full cups of lemonade. One little boy was in charge of filling the cups. The other would run them to the cars who had pulled off the road. He was very eager to give people their lemonade and most of it was sloshed out in delivery. The third little boy’s name was Henri. We knew this because the older boy was writing it across Henri’s back with a black marker when we pulled up. I guess it had been awhile since their last customer. Henri stayed a safe distance away, but waved at all the customers while saying, “Lemo-lade, lemo-lade” over and over. The whole thing was pretty amusing and it was fun to see how excited the boys were as they pocketed their quarters. I really wish I had asked what they intended to do with them.
We ended the night back in Richmond at one of our favorite sushi places, before driving on to our parents house. Lemonade and sushi all in one day = pretty successful weekend.