You might not have heard, or maybe you couldn’t tell from the title of this post, but I recently returned from an excellent European adventure with my wonderful and sexy husband where we ate a lot of fried food, saw a lot of castles, befriended the Loch Ness monster, drank a lot of beer and made out in the streets.
How’s that for a post opener?
Just kidding though about the last part, Andy prefers that we make out privately. Something about being “respectful of other people” and “courteous to those around us.” Idk, he’s weird.
Our excellent European adventure was tripod-like in nature, in that it had three legs. We started the trip in London, then headed to Scotland, and finished in Dublin. There is also a chance that Europe influenced my similes in a really weird way, like…..like a sleep paralysis-induced alien abduction.
No, I haven’t the slightest idea what I’m even typing right now. Dear self, that’s enough coffee for today. And probably forever.
SO LET’S TALK ABOUT LONDON. I’m going to show you some pictures, and I’ll probably talk a little bit between them. Then tomorrow we’ll talk about Scotland, then the next day we’ll talk about Dublin. It’ll be fun, you’ll like it.
LET’S GET STARTED!
It is important for me to tell you that here, on the grounds of the Tower of London, I had the best lemon gelato of my 26 short years. It had these crunchy lemon cookie crumbles on top, and it was so light and creamy and refreshing and …… oh. Be still my heart.
We arrived at Westminster Abbey too late in the day to get to go in, which was a bummer. I guess that just means we’ll have to go back someday. FINE WITH ME.
Okay so Stonehenge story time: Andy was trying really hard to listen to the handheld personal narration above the roaring wind, and I was obsessed with taking the perfect picture through my crazy hair whipping in and around my eyes every millisecond (tourist level one thousand). But goodness this place was amazing to see.
This begins the Harry Potter Studio Tour portion of this blog post. Confession time: I never read Harry Potter growing up. BUT HOLD ON, BEFORE YOU TAR AND FEATHER ME: I have since read all the books and seen all the movies, and consider myself sufficiently obsessed. I didn’t know what to expect on this tour, but holy crap on a stick it was phenomenal. We took a tour bus about an hour outside of London to the actual Warner Brothers studio where they filmed the Harry Potter movies for 10 years, got to walk on the actual sets where the actual cast walked, saw the actual costumes and props and everything, and drank actual butterbeer (it was way too sweet for my taste…..and severely lacking in the alcohol department).
Like I said. Mind-blowingly phenomenal. I HIGHLY recommend this tour if ever you find yourself in London.
This is Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre. Like I said on Instagram, I was almost peeing my pants with excitement when we walked through the doors. In hindsight, that could have also had something to do with all the water and beer I’d had with lunch. We saw As You Like It, a comedy, and not to be redundant, but holy crap on a stick it was phenomenal.
And there you have it. These are, of course, only a handful of the (literal) hundreds of photos I took during the five days we were there. If you want to see more, take me to happy hour and I’ll show you the other 784. So tell me, have you been to any of these places? Are you planning to go? Like I said, tomorrow we’ll talk about Scotland (my favorite part of the trip), so get your Scottish brogues and kilts ready.
—The Wife in Training