Christmas Day at Windsor

Because the public trains and buses are not operating today, we had to rent a car for these last few days we are in London. This afternoon we took the car meant for minions to Windsor, Queen Elizabeth’s favorite residence. Built more than 900 years ago, I envisioned a small castle in the countryside, a country escape from the city. But lo and behold, McDonalds is right across the street! And it was a massive fortress with a castle in the center; this was not a small home by any means. The grounds were closed today due to the holiday, but the gate opened for one hour for Christmas Evensong. 

We planned to attend the service at St. George’s chapel, but Keagan has a stomach bug and I was scared to death he was going to throw up during “Mary Did You Know.” We left earlier than planned, but the village of Windsor was charming. 

We picked up treats from a bakery outside the fortress and headed home to eat our Chinese take out. Keagan went straight to bed; I sure hope he’s better before tomorrow’s big day. And I hope the rest of us don’t get it, too.

Merry Christmas! 🎄