I was deeply intrigued when I saw Williamsburg for the first time. Those carefully designed and well preserved architectures and gardens reminded me of the beautiful scenes in many British films. It is said that the British are always proud of what they can cultivate in their front gardens. People love to have a small piece of grassland adjust to their houses.
Meanwhile, given my experience, I think the British English is much difficult to speak and understand than the American-sounding English. Some people don't move their upper lips when they are speaking, and if you are not familiar with the topic they are talking about, you can hardly have a clue what on earth the conversation is about, just like what we experienced in the colonial Williamsburg. An old man with an authentic British accent sitting in a small cabin, spoke really fast, and all I knew was that he was talking something about the decorations in this house. Honestly, I felt pretty frustrated at that time.
We also went into the church. Compared with the Catholic church I saw on the VCU campus, this protestant church seemed a bit smaller and traditional, yet still very delicately designed. In a word, Williamsburg is a wonderful place with its unique atomosphere and brilliant history.