I hadn't gotten over being charmed that the railway station would actually label the platform and provide a photo-op-ready luggage cart disappearing into the brick wall when we arrived to take the necessary photos, and found one of the happiest tourist interactions I've ever seen.
Of course there was a line for photographs, but everyone was cheerful—infected, it seemed, by Harry Potter euphoria. Of course there were young persons there, but what delighted me was how many persons No Longer Young wanted to have their photos taken pushing that luggage cart, too. After we took our photos, we hung around for awhile, just watching.
My sister takes her turn. ©Nancy E. Banks |
We decided, on no evidence whatsoever, that they were a boy band. The redhead at the end must be a fan. ©Jeannie Thomas |
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