Wednesday, April 6, 2011
So it's come down to the battle of Royal splendor - which will it be? Could it be the massive church where only the pure of blood can get married and be buried or the little home where the Queen Mum goes to relax and occasionally dabble in the adorable little town of Windsor? Wouldn't you like to know...
Buckingham Palace vs. Westminster Abbey
While Buckingham Palace and its park (St. James) absolutely blew me away, Westminster has since stayed with me, and inspired me to write more so that I could be buried alongside Chaucer.
Winner: Westminster AbbeyStonehenge vs. Windsor Castle This was much harder to decide than the game before as I absolutely loved Stonehenge and it's bit of creepy mystery. In the end however, it was Windsor that gave me chills and made my mom gasp, and therefore edges out the rocks.
Winner: Windsor Castle
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Well this was yet another hard decision, seeing as the historic nerd in me was quite conflicted. Here's the breakdown.
Call me crazy, but there's something about an over the top home that just gets me revved up. Aside from St. George Chapel, my favorite portion of the Castle were the extravagant State Apartments housing an array of elaborate designs and historic artifacts - an abundance of war weapons, murals of queens who didn't bare any sons, pictures painted by Rembrandt, golden lions stolen from India...it's quite amazing.
I don't think this post needs much because literally the Thames Boat Cruise got to this point literally by default. Not that it isn't amazing, it just really can't compare to Stonehenge. So, I will leave this one short and to the point.
The beauty in Abbey Road is what it represents, symbolizes. I'm not sure I would ever have the interest in England that I do without the Fab Four. Sure, my family speaks of its history often, and my mom frequently tells me of Ms. Marple and Hercule Poirot episodes she's watched I'm sure a dozen or so more times, but would it have gotten to the point it has? Sure, I'd still drool over Mr. Darcy in the BBC's version of Pride & Prejudice, but would I have that deep, burning desire to visit and perhaps one day live there? I can't say I would.
Oh let me count the way I love thy. Again, this was such a surprise for me because as I will reiterate for the hundredth time, I am would never expect I would feel so emotional in a religous setting. I was not expecting what I saw let alone how I felt when I saw it. It really was all much more than I can describe to you.