Things I Learned/Experienced in That Week.
- It is possible to close out a museum. A.K.A. They will kick you out of Kensington Palace. Before I got a phone, my sister and I were sort of rubbish at keeping track of time. I didn't realize how close we were to closing until a guide came over, told us the most direct route to the door, and said they were closing in five minutes. Guess what, my sister still stopped to read exhibits. I still shake my head in exasperation.
- Westminster Abbey brings out my inner Shakespeare Geek. Did you know they have Henry V's tomb there? Why, yes, I did stop to read the St. Crispin's Day speech. How'd you guess?
- Paris is so beautiful you could just cry. And, if you're me, you actually will. My sister and I took the Chunnel over to Paris. My sister studied abroad there, and I'd never been. Now those two days really were a blur. I cried in Notre Dame; realized that if all churches were like St Chappelle then people would pray more; and got lost in the Louvre. [My sister's and my streak of getting lost in castles and palaces continues.] Also, just so you know, there's a time difference between London and Paris. I used to know that, and I forgot, and it tripped me up majorly. Yay.
Eventually, my sister had to get on her plane back to America. I think I did a very manful job of not crying in the airport. She'd have been pleased. That's her rule: Never cry in public. I've heard of worse rules.
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