(I shared this joke with my friends earlier today, but I am not actually as original as I come off as, so I am going to recycle my joke.) I am starting to spend so much time in castles and palaces that I am beginning to feel like I am indeed royalty. In preschool my teacher went around and filmed us all saying what he wanted to be when we grew up. I was a smart kid with realistic goals, so I told her that I wanted to be a princess. Note that this was not the most farfetched response, as one girl said she wanted to be a horse. Not a horse trainer, or a cowgirl, an actual horse. I am very interested as to where she is in life right now.
But younger @officialkelsieb would be proud, as I expressed above that I am nearly there, my transformation is almost complete. I am nearly a true princess. So I blended in really well at Blenheim Palace, especially because I was wearing more layers than I have probably ever done. I kid you not, I wear less clothing when I go skiing than I did today.
Why did I all of a sudden wear so much clothing? IT WAS FREAKING FREEZING AND THE WIND WAS TERRIBLE. Like it was so cold that we were forced to seek refuge in this tree, after falling down a middy hill to get there.
So we cried until we were finally able to go into the palace, which was of course stunning. However, as I am finally becoming the princess I was destined to be I have acclimated to the treasures and beautiful paintings and adornments and it is basically expected. When I do finally move in I will make my favorite and special place in the library, where I will lay down and stare at this ceiling for hours at a time:
In elementary school everyone had puffy coats, and we would take the color of the coat and give us marshmallow related nicknames based on the color of the puffy coat. I was most definitely burnt marshmallow today. Also I was ecstatic that we had to walk around for an hour before entering the palace which wasn't even open when we got there, displayed here:
THEN WE WENT TO OXFORD I AM SMARTER AND I WAS ONLY THERE FOR A FEW HOURS ITS SO GREAT. Basically we had a tour guide, she was annoying at first and a bit intimidating, but by the end I felt a real friendship was blossoming because she was actually really great.
So I would be so annoyed if I was a student there because a good amount of Harry Potter was filmed at Christ Church College in Oxford, which attracts even more of us idiot tourists. Like we walked through their dining hall (it was not in operation at the time, but still). Is that not weird? But then I realized that people actually go to school at a place that essentially is Hogwarts, like they wear gowns for a bunch of things and they eat in dining halls and it's so cool and then I think of how I lived at home last year and was lame and I am sad for myself because of that.
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Sir Christopher Wren designed this building, it was his first,
he was 19, I am 19, I am really far behind |
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| Harry Potter staircase. Riley you better be reading this right now |
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| WOAH! Look it's the entire group, in the place where they had the infirmary in the Harry Potter films. So cool. |
So today I was an intelligent princess witch marshmallow and it was quite thrilling and then I went home and made a really good pasta dinner and it was nice.
Have a lovely day/evening/morning/afternoon/night,
Kelsie
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