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| Try as she might, she couldn't push it thru the wall |
Finally, we
were free to go where we wanted, so what did we do first? The Harry Potter
Museum. I’d already purchased tickets for the evening but the museum had 2
tickets available in the afternoon and since we didn’t have anything else
scheduled I grabbed the tickets, hopped in an Uber and off we went.
The Harry
Potter Museum is actually the film studio, and the sets are the display. There
are also displays of masks and how they are made, displays of costumes and how
they are made. At each display there is a film on how the scene was filmed, giving
away the secrets.
It is
actually quite interesting although, Zaya, was surprised to see that actors
were shorter in real life, items smaller in person and the magic so simple.
Still, Zaya would explain the back story to me so a little knowledge goes a
long way and having never seen a Harry Potter movie or read one of the books, I
can tell anyone lots. Whether it would make sense or not is a different story.
We had
Butter Beer, and Zaya rode on a broom stick. She got a wand but hasn’t cast any
spells yet. She couldn’t get the baggage cart to quite go thru the wall at the
train station, even though I kept telling her to push harder. Her magic mojo just
wasn’t there.
But, otherwise, the day was what she wanted.
Dale had opted
to skip the Harry Potter stuff so we met up in the late afternoon, going to a
favorite pub for dinner.
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| Butter Beer |





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