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Sleeping in this morning meant 8 am. We went to Windsor bright and early this morning to spend the day at Windsor Castle, one of the Queen’s homes. Michael came along to be the unofficial tour guide. The tickets were £12 which ended up being well worth it. At 11 am we saw the changing of the guards. The Fusiliers were being taken over by the Irish battalion. The ceremony included the Irish battalion’s band and lasted about 45 minutes. I learned that woman are allowed in the battalions and in order to be in the band you must play at least 3 instruments. After the changing of the guard we went into Saint George's Chapel. The outside had hundreds of gargoyles while the inside was beautiful with stained glass windows. It also contained the sarcophagi of many Kings and Queens.
The next stop was Queen Victoria’s Dollhouse. The dollhouse was larger than I am height wise. It was decorated in every possible detail, included complete place settings for the twenty-five seat dining room table and Rolls-Royce limos in the garage. The State Apartments contained everything from paintings and family crests to china and armor. The Royal Library had pieces on display as well in a gallery, which even included some Da Vinci works. Along side was an exhibit of the Royal Family. Every true Brit mumbled something under there breathe when they saw the picture of Prince Charles and Camilla. Michael won’t allow him to become King, as though he has control. Old moats at the castle have been transformed into gardens, some even have waterfalls. It is absolutely beautiful.
After a photo with Michael, we headed down to Woolworths, which is basically a Target, to get lunch at the ‘café’ I had a toastie (grilled cheese) and chips…what a surprise. Next we walked around Windsor and went to meet the group for a trip to Eton College, an all boys high school. The uniforms they wear look like conductor tuxes…unbearable. Also all of the boys look very young and are very rich; I could tell by the crisp white polo which was supposed to be their football jersey. Tiffany, Megan F, Nick, Tom, and I all went to a coffee shop to rest after walking around Eton College.
When we arrived back in Woking, dinner was all set. Rita made sausages, sweet potatoes, potatoes, chips, cabbage, and fried mushrooms all drenched in a brown gravy. All of my favorite things!...not. However, I did stomach it as best I could. To end the night Kieran talked us all into watching ‘The Pacifier’ just like in the cinema; with popcorn and the lights off. Tiffany and I tried to discuss what we wanted to do the next day, which we had free, when we were continuously shushed by Kieran. Although cute it was still a bit annoying.
The next stop was Queen Victoria’s Dollhouse. The dollhouse was larger than I am height wise. It was decorated in every possible detail, included complete place settings for the twenty-five seat dining room table and Rolls-Royce limos in the garage. The State Apartments contained everything from paintings and family crests to china and armor. The Royal Library had pieces on display as well in a gallery, which even included some Da Vinci works. Along side was an exhibit of the Royal Family. Every true Brit mumbled something under there breathe when they saw the picture of Prince Charles and Camilla. Michael won’t allow him to become King, as though he has control. Old moats at the castle have been transformed into gardens, some even have waterfalls. It is absolutely beautiful.
After a photo with Michael, we headed down to Woolworths, which is basically a Target, to get lunch at the ‘café’ I had a toastie (grilled cheese) and chips…what a surprise. Next we walked around Windsor and went to meet the group for a trip to Eton College, an all boys high school. The uniforms they wear look like conductor tuxes…unbearable. Also all of the boys look very young and are very rich; I could tell by the crisp white polo which was supposed to be their football jersey. Tiffany, Megan F, Nick, Tom, and I all went to a coffee shop to rest after walking around Eton College.When we arrived back in Woking, dinner was all set. Rita made sausages, sweet potatoes, potatoes, chips, cabbage, and fried mushrooms all drenched in a brown gravy. All of my favorite things!...not. However, I did stomach it as best I could. To end the night Kieran talked us all into watching ‘The Pacifier’ just like in the cinema; with popcorn and the lights off. Tiffany and I tried to discuss what we wanted to do the next day, which we had free, when we were continuously shushed by Kieran. Although cute it was still a bit annoying.
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