And more entertaining. Tonight we went to a castle for dinner, and of course the serving crew were all dressed in period costumes and sang and told stories. I’m getting really bad; the first thing I noticed is that the “butler” Stephen at the door was really cute, and later noted that he got more attractive as I discovered how well he could sing. Such is the way of the world. The other two actor/servants were very good singers as well, as was the harpist. An absolutely lovely evening, despite how damn hot it was in that room. Castles should be cold and drafty.
More comments on my hair. More packs of bored-looking teenagers walking through towns. The more things change, the most they stay the same. It really isn’t helping me grasp the concept of being half a world away that I keep seeing things that occur at home. People dress the same, stores sell generally the same things. Hell, at dinner the two—TWO!—other groups beside us were from the Bay Area.
And, my most noble lords and ladies-- always how Stephen the Butler drew our attention-- I could totally do that as a job.
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