Ok… If that means nothing to you then please – stop reading here because the geekery is only going to get worse.
Like most adults our age – most I have some respect for anyway – we grew up alongside Harry Potter. It must have been about 1998 when I was first bought one of the ‘Harry Potter’ books. I’m turning 30 this year and there is still a huge place in my heart for anything Harry Potter themed. It doesn’t matter if it’s books, films or countless memes on facebook – Harry Potter has seen us through childhood and into adulthood. That Weasley – what a keeper!
The characters in these books were like family growing up. I saw something of myself in each of them and still do in a way. We all wanted to be as clever as Hermione, as loyal as Ron and as brave as Harry.
I remember travelling to Paris when I was 13. It was my first time going abroad and first time in an aeroplane. I was so totally engrossed in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which had just come out that week. I remember being so ready to devour the story. So much so, that when we got on the plane I barely glanced up when we took off. My mum was so excited, wanting to see us enjoy our first aeroplane – saying to me, ‘Look! LOOK – we’re above the clouds’. I glanced up, ‘yup’. That was it – Harry was waiting to be read. It was like spending time with family.
So you may laugh – or think me ridiculous that I ran off the train at Watford Station this weekend. That I squealed like a big girl when I saw the transfer bus or that I made us matching Harry Potter t-shirts – but really it was like going home.
If you want to hear all about the tour itself you can read trip-advisor posts, or visit the website – but you don’t really need to. Just believe me when I tell you it’s worth every penny. Take a look for yourself!