The Studio’s interior is amazing. You see costumes, clips with directors and actors talking, the interior of the dormitory and Dumbledores office, there even is the real Buckbeak, moving and looking at you!
I was totally captured by all the wonderful wonderfulness of the Harry Potter Universe. Oh well, this sounds nerdish, but I am totally ok with that. I really am. I learned how to read with Harry Potter and like millions of other children i grew up with Harry, Ron and Hermione. A quote from JKR that matches what I said marks the exit of the exhibition:
“The stories we love best do live in us forever, so whether you come back by page or by the back screen, Hogwarts will be there to welcome you home.”
(Just that you know- this is to 99% propability the last wbs post)
What to tell about the Tour?
First, I totally recommend it to you all. I mean, it’s yet another overcrowded touristic thing, but it’s also a magnificent place, like pottermore in reality. But twice as terrifying. And thrice as uplifting.
My aunt and me went to the Studio by bus (it picked us and many other visitors somewhere near Buckingham Palace up), where we were welcomed by a member of staff that gave me a ‘Harry Potter Passport’, that is supposed to be embassed at different places in the studio with different symbols like a snitch or the Ministry of Magic -M. The visitors are supposed to enter the exhibition in smaller groups through a room were they are instructed to take photos everywhere but in the place were people are trying the greenscreens and not to touch anything, then they are shown a film in wich the golden trio actors welcome them, and then they are led into the great hall.
After leaving it, everyone is free to continue his walk through the exhibition in his or her own speed- i personally tried to slow me down as much as possible because I am someone who wants to experience things bit for bit.
So guys, after spending my 17th Birthday on train, (24.8., congratulations still accepted) this my third day in London is coming to an end and i feel like telling you lovelies :> Where stay i? Well, my aunt is living here as a lodger for work and study, and her Landlords agreed in giving room, bed and pillow. So now we plan to enjoy some mindfucking Culture (explicit posts are going to follow), pub grubs, and of course ourselves. And if my accounts of London bore you wankers, this is my Holiday and as i count as a full-grown wizard now, there is nothing that might persuade me not to tell stuff. And things propably.
it’s me (who the fuck else) :>
so as i told you, my family and i went to prague, biked in surprising 4 days from there to dresden (for all who are not german and propably never heard of this city: dresden is ‘linked’ to prague via the river moldau thats flows into the river elbe near mělník, still in the czech republik. and guess wich river flows through dresden :> ) we arrived in dresden at the hottest day in germany this summer so far >/////<, and continued our tour after a break of one day to meissen, a smaller place known for its many porcelain manufactures like… 25 km down the elbe. because my youngest sister was quite done in and she and i love boats, the two of us made that stage as passengers on a paddle steamer!
in meissen, we bought train tickets home and arrived back at our house the same evening (yesterday).
i must say, though i liked the journey, i am really happy to be back home. there are things to fix before i go to london (the day after tomorrow >//////<) whilst being in prague and on the road, i took many (analogue and digital) fotos and did some sketches, you will get to see some of them the next weeks when i got the films developed.
you are lovely!
So, here you finally get the post i am thinking about the whole week.
Last weekend, my family and i went to my grandmothers house to decide, together with my mothers brothers (she was my grandparents only daughter), what to do with the furniture, jewelry, paintings, towels, pans, plates and all the other things my grandmother left on earth.
I found this day very touching, allthough the feeling of sadness i had left with every dusty book i carried out of the house and threw to the rubbish. So after all, i now lost a piece of home because the things that have made the memories i have of all the holidays i’ve been in this house are now gone.
No painting of a sailing ship, no porcelain. And after all, never ever the moment i hear grandma in my head before she, herself said what i expected her to say: that i should be careful with these plates. They mean something to her.
Well, all this is over now, my heritage is much paper and pens, and the shown items upwards. I was especially excited over being given that camera, because my cousin sarahmagbibimbap, my uncle and i discovered there was a film in it! Yesterday evening i got the developed pictures, and now i’m gonna send them to Sarah, i think they might make her as happy as they made me.
Things that lie on the windowsill where i use to draw because it’s so broad. Now pinned somewhere.
With that i want to thank you awesome guys for the nice two days of filming. And no, there is no special reason i write this in english, i’m just not sure where the people who read this blog from time to time come from. and i don’t want to insult them by typing in german..
and yes, the gifs look better in great, and yes, better doesn’t have to mean awesome. i’m not finished with that ‘i draw my filmbuddies’-project yet.
Kon-Elle! I really think about getting a new hairstyle with my hair all over the front of my face, like you wear it. Just one question before I let my friend grab the scissors: is it even possible to wear hair like you without the possessio of superpowers?
Thank you :>
Fiona.
