About a year ago I was lucky enough to land a job in the Marketing Department of one of Williamsburg’s major amusement parks. Though I was ecstatic, I was also a little bummed about leaving the beach. I was born and raised in Virginia Beach, VA. Though Williamsburg, VA. is also a vacation spot, it’s not known for it’s fast paced night life or beautiful beaches. I’ve always thought of Williamsburg as the place our public schools took us to for boring field trips. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
My first priority was to find a way to get myself excited about making the move, something more than a paycheck, that is. I found a ton of things online. A common theme I saw was that I could do the same types of things I did at the beach but on a more intimate scale. The added bonus was that I would also have so much more at my fingertips. In Virginia Beach, you either sit on the beach or hit the clubs and restaurants. Not the case in Williamsburg. There’s a ferry, there is the Jamestown settlement, there is the William and Mary campus and all the unique little shops that surround it, college campus means college students, where there are college students there is a decent night life. There’s Busch Gardens Europe, Water Country USA, and all kinds of historic plantations. Getting psyched about the move…check!
My second priority was to find a place to live. I’d lived in a house for the past four years and knew it would take some time to find a suitable home to purchase in Williamsburg. Time was not on my side so I made the decision to start out in an apartment and then start looking for a house, within the year. At the time I worked for a company that participated in a program called “Best Of”. Basically, the community submits votes for the “Best Of” everything, best of ice cream shop, best of dry cleaners, best of grocery store and so on. I found a “Best Of” apartment in Williamsburg. Bingo!
Moving day came and I moved into my two story, 3 bedroom, apartment. It is absolutely beautiful and the rich historic living I have come to know, suits me in a way that beach living never could. It’s definitely taught me to enjoy the finer things that life has to offer. Now my lease is about to end and I haven’t moved any further on purchasing a home and you know what? I almost don’t want to leave my apartment. It’s perfect! I have all the luxuries of a house and no yard work! Either way, one thing is for beach girl now has a historic side!