Visiting Biltmore

We had the dreariest day for visiting the Biltmore House, but the rain was only light mist most of the time we were there. Hamilton was snug in his ride for the long walk to the house, and he did well being carried through most of the house. He fussed only a minute or two of the several hours we spent touring; of course, the fussy minute was when we were viewing the indoor swimming pool. His cries bounced off the walls, echoing and making so much racket. Oh well, the joys of an infant. After our tour on the way back to the car, we saw this handsome wedding party making pictures on the lawn. Despite the cold, rainy conditions, everyone seemed merry.