Remember a few weeks back when I mentioned getting sidetracked by my Harry Potter pictures, which was making it hard to focus on Key West (and by weeks, I mean months)? Yeah, well, when planning my posts for this week, I momentarily forgot about them. Now before you yell at me, let me e’splain: since I left you in the midst of my Fabulous Not Forty birthday trips at the southern most tip of the continental United States, I thought it would be fun to jump up to the most northern part of the United States in my Birthday Trip #2 to Minnesota. But of course, my OCD kicked in and I realized I could not, would not, should not leave the state of Florida for Birthday Trip #1 without talking about my time in Orlando. For the record, I have full faith in your ability to follow me from Florida to Minnesota back to Florida and then back to Minnesota. It’s not you, it’s me. I promise.
Since Orlando is on the way back to Sissy & TK’s house (okay, a slightly round-about-way home), we decided to stop at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Orlando Studios. And by decided, I’m sure a lot of begging, pleading, and pouting were involved.
I have to tell you the last time I was at Orlando Studios it was a long, long, long, long, long, long time ago. The summer it opened to be exact. Needless to say, it had changed a lot. Okay, I can’t even really remember what was actually there, so it might as well have been a new park.
We made a beeline ambled through the park in the direction of London (hopefully you know I actually meant made a beeline), where we could enter Diagon Alley and then take the Underground Entrance to board The Hogwarts Express where the world of Harry Potter awaited.
Although we did pause briefly to pay homage to that iconic fish that has haunted me for years. Since we were on dry land, he didn’t seem so scary as I remember…
And then I saw it: London. I was like a kid at Christmas! I tried my best not to knock down any small children (adults and teenagers were fair game!), as the wonderful world of Harry Potter was laid out before me.
The Epicurious Texan 