Oh, Harry Potter. How odd you are

Status: Ridiculously tired

'Tis 2:53am and I just got back from seeing Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

I will tell you that it was so odd to watch this movie and recognize most of the places they went. The Death Eaters flew over London and through a street and I leaned over to the person beside me and said, "There's a really great Tandoori place on that corner over there."

As to everyone complaining about the movie not being like the book, I say, Have they ever been like the book? Has ANY movie ever been like the book it was inspired by? Get over it. Enjoy the movie for what it is.

So, we went to Hampton Court and visited the very nice palace of King Henry XIII and his six, wonderful wives.
As Kara said, it is a very palacial area.
I thought that was funny
Shut up
WARNING: Picture vomit to follow

Everything was so mind-blowing! The tapestries were of epic size and detail.


I got to see the king's bedchambers and the smell of burning wood lingered throughout the entire palace.


The "bathroom" still had the lingering scent of urine


The gardens were gorgeous and very large. Were I to get into a dispute with the king, or anyone for that matter, I could easily get myself gone in those grounds...you know, that is if he didn't decide to have me beheaded right away





I learned about the game of tennis back in those days. I would like to play it sometime, though I'm not sure I'll ever get a chance. Here is a link to the wikipedia page about it. Check it out!



Kara and I went through the king's maze. They have placed speakers inside the walls of the maze and, instead of playing music, they recorded mothers and children laughing. It sounds VERY real; so real, in fact, that I was just about to say excuse me to the mother and children when we turned the corner to find that there were no mothers or children.
Truth be told, the maze was ridiculously easy to get through, but SHHHHHH, don't tell anyone.

Today (or yesterday, I should say), they were celebrating the anniversary of the king's marriage to Catherine Parr, regardless of the fact that the couple didn't get married on the 15th, but on the 12th of July. Oh well. The king was out and about, yelling at people on the main grounds and complaining down in the wine cellar about his first five wives (yes, I was there, both times). Quite entertaining, although I doubt the real King Henry XIII would have appreciated a load of jean-clad people laughing at him (because we certainly weren't laughing with him).

After that, we took a 4 hour boat ride down the Thames. Yes, 4 hours is a very long time and in those 4 hours, we ran into a number of interesting weather conditions. It's Britain and it's bound to rain at some point during the day, and rain it did. They did have a bar, though I didn't make use of it.

Tandoori was the only thing I had in mind to eat today. Their lamb tikka masala is glorious and makes for wonderful left-overs. And I had a cup of my tea, which was also quite glorious.

Tomorrow night, we are going to see Chicago. I am excited. Yay

But, I have to get up at 8, so I'll say g'night!

Pip pip, cherrio and all that rot