"I did my waiting! ... 4 years of it!"
It is no joke when I say that. After the pandemic, and other 'technical difficulties' it took 4 years to finally plan a vacation to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter (Universal Orlando Resort). And at last, I was there. WE were there! Sara and I. It's our happy place, our happy thought. If we were to produce a Patronus, this is the very scene we would picture. Our friendly snowman, in his Gryffindor scarf, stands there opposite the magical Hogwarts castle. There's a wreath above him during the holidays. We get a frozen Butterbeer from the Butterbeer cart and there are two straws stuffed into the thick, crispy, super chilled magical concoction. And we stand there, against the clear blue skies, staring!
Even the Kings Cross Station is decked with presents and lit up trees.
Smoky (I petnamed him!) is the Ukranian Ironbelly dragon that is perched atop the Gringotts Bank at Diagon Alley (Universal Studios, Orlando). He's Bua Beeya's friend as Chunky (niece #02) wrote in her travel journal. It was a magic beyond words to stand under it again as it roared and blew fire! The Bank was deccked with wreaths, and Smoky looked more larger than life as ever.
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