There might be cooler things than a former Cecily and Gwendolen having High Tea at Harrods, London…but prob’ly not.
…Unless it’s them also certing up in RADA classes, while there.
…And getting rush tickets to two weeks of shows…
…And being in Stratford during the 400th Shakespeare anniversary…
…Doing reads with past Cecil abroad-year friends…
…And meeting her former Profs…
…And taking a day trip to Edinburgh to hike my Fitbit on a serious legit Highland tour, obliterating even the neatest of fake digital badges…
…And visiting Lady Croom in her new digs…
…And having a day in Bath…
…And doing writerly things…
…And swapping, “this was my favorite thing /place/event when I came last time, so lets do it again” stories…
…And surviving on food budgets of bread, cheese, and wine, like French peasants…(which is way cooler than Raumen, black beans, and eggs, our now current budget, stateside.)
…And a layover in Iceland, so we can say, “Hey, remember that time when we (ate/drank/pooped/spent a krona/took up whaling) in Iceland??”
So, thanks for the early, giant birthday surprise, Cecil n’ Ma…
…And for all the memories which haven’t even been made yet, but will…
…Which I’m not at all excited about in the least.
Obviously.
~D
