Of all the places I've been in my life, nothing quite compares to visiting the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. I probably sound so uncultured saying that, but it's so true. It's not to say that I haven't loved visiting this wonder of the world or hiking the Swiss Alps or seeing Mona Lisa at the Louvre. But this experience was different, something that only my fellow Potter Heads can understand. Because I grew up with the stories of Harry, waiting every year at midnight for the latest installment in the series. Reading the Harry Potter books cover to cover were my first all-nighters. And they taught 10 year old me that it's ok to be the odd man out, that true love conquers all hate, failing is inevitable but you still have to try, true friends will never let you down, and if you stay focused, you will eventually triumph.
My husband and I went to WWOHP for our honeymoon and it was literally the best time of my life. I get so happy when others experience the magic, too!
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