Monticello, Thomas Jefferson's home and estate is in Charlottesville, VA—halfway between Harrisonburg and Richmond, our next destination. We spent another morning at the campground in our never-ending effort to manage Keiko and Amaya's energy, and then hit the road. By now, we're pretty good at getting the RV buttoned up and ready for travel. We arrive in Charlottesville at around noon, so we decided it would make more sense first to eat some lunch at historic Mitchie's Tavern than to go directly to Monticello. Totally authentic Colonial buffet....
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Yeah. Well, we should have gone to Monticello to put our names in line for a tour before lunch since the next available tour time wasn't for 3 more hours. Drat. Dad screwed up again. I had intended to reserve tickets online the night before, but forgot about it. Dang. Given that the girls had just attempted an "intervention" over lunch regarding my insistence upon educational activities, it didn't seem to be the best time to force a three-hour wait for a tour of a house. We watched a nice movie about Jefferson's life in the visitor's center, but they wouldn't let us walk up the hill to the house. Argh. Monticello was a bust. Perhaps we'll get back there again sometime.
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