A few weeks ago I had a dream. I don’t remember what happened at the beginning, but as it progressed it became apparent that I was at a castle. My very favorite castle. In the whole. Wide. World.
In the dream, it wasn’t actually Warwick Castle. It was that thing that happens, when your brain says “Yeah, this is it!” but at the same time, you can tell it isn’t really. I was trying to get into part of the castle, but just part that you could go in free, and I was having to run back and forth from the castle map to my car, while my brother waited…
I thought it was really mean of my brain to let me dream about one of my favorite places when I obviously cannot get back.
If you ever visit the UK, be sure and visit the castle. It’s an amazing place. It’s especially fun if you go during a school break (English school break, not American school break) because they have extra workers in costume, walking around and doing different displays. They have jousts, mock battles, a working trebuchet (which they’ve recently remodeled, according to their Facebook page), you can walk through the more modern parts of the castle, through the older parts of the castle, visit the dungeon, go through a fun semi hands on exhibit, climb to the top of Guy’s Tower…there’s a great range of things to do.
For me, this is one of those places that gets my mind twirling. I imagine the people who lived there, what their lives were like, the things they did…I imagine make-believe people and begin creating stories, without ever stopping to decide to create a story. It’s truly a magical place for me.
So, dreaming about it, here in the US, is even harder, because I know I’m not just two hours away from it. I can look at pictures and remember, but to visit it is outside the range of instant possibility. But remember I shall. And now, in honor of remembering, here are some of my favorite pictures from various trips…