So in approximately 36 hours, I will be on a plane to the beautiful city of London.
Let's pause one moment for a squee. SQUEE!
Ok, good. So since some people tell me that I am doing a terrible job at updating this blog (*cough* Kelli *cough*), I will give you a little update on how this trip to London has changed my summer.
1. Even if you are totally worn out from work, you keep going because you want lots of money to spend in London. I have been working since I got home from BYU (which is why this blog does not get updated... sorry to my 2 followers). It got a little stressful at times, but I pushed through and it looks like I won't be trying to pay for this trip for years like pesky student loans! Yay!
2. By the same token, you don't spend any money because you want lots of money to spend in London. I bought lunch fewer times than fingers on my right hand (or left hand, I guess), I went to exactly one movie (X-Men: First Class. And it was worth every darn penny) and I only splurged on necessary items (e.g. a camera case and Tina Fey's fabulous Bossypants).
3. Everything reminds you of London.
For example, I wore this shirt:
Now, normally, I would be walking around humming Beatles songs all day. Instead, I was walking around humming Beatles songs all day and thinking, "Oh my goodness, will we get to see Liverpool? Will I stand on Abbey Road? WILL I BE IN STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER?" Yeah. I'm legit.
There were a few occasions in particular this summer where England came up a lot. First, the Royal Wedding. Seriously, how could you have been on Planet Earth and not heard "Will & Kate" at least once? I was one of those who woke up at an ungodly hour to watch the ceremony (well, I attempted to but was misinformed of the start time so I only caught the tail end of it, but really, most of it was a wee bit dull). I want to be Kate Middleton. Not because she's now a princess. Maybe because she had the most beautiful wedding dress in the world. But mostly because she is just the classiest woman and she and William are actually in love in spite of a span of loveless marriages in the monarchy.
I learned from the wedding that British people are more reserved. (No smooch after the vows?) So I probably need to simmer down. I learned that I should buy a hat in London because it is the Land of Crazy Headdresses. The best examples were from Fergie's daughters via this nice little Cinderella spoof:
That ugly thing on the right was sold for millions on eBay. Oy. Finally, I learned that my primary goal in London should be to find/marry Prince Harry. The kid is a hunk, but what really got me was this moment.
William wasn't allowed to look at Kate when she walked down the aisle. Harry turned around and I thought he had said something cheeky to his brother, like "Dude, your wife is hot!" But what he really said was... "Wait until you see her."
That's right, ladies. Swoon away.
My other British reminders are from movies. The Harry Potter publicity makes me all kinds of happy. I'll be seeing the final movie in LONDON, people! Where it all began!
And then there's the King's Speech. I follow the Oscars like mad, and so I had to see the Best Picture winner. And let me tell you people, I've become a little obsessed. I adore Colin's perfect stutter, Geoffrey's quirky kindness and Helena's queenly manner. My favorite bit has to be when they are in Westminster Abbey. I cannot wait to be inside of that beautiful building. What a glorious place. I'll take pictures when I get there with my camera lovingly named Bertie. (You people that have seen the movie, sigh because I'm a dork. You people who haven't, slap yourself on the wrist, watch the movie, nod in recognition, and then sigh because I'm a dork.)
So here is the whole point of this rambling bit of words. London is going to be spectacular. But a Dove chocolate wrapper taught me something years ago, that applies even more fervently here today. It's the anticipation that makes the pleasure.
