When you are a little girl growing up in Minnesota, a castle is something you see in books and movies. A castle is where Rapunzel is held captive or where the wicked stepmother plots her evil schemes. Now that I have been living here for just over a year, I have seen castles scattered about the countryside like.... raisins in Post Raisin Bran! (And we all know they add 'two scoops'!) :) he, he
Just around the corner from us is one of them~Windsor Castle. I finally got a chance to go there a few weeks ago. Wow. This is a serious castle. No joke. If I was an invading force, I would have worried about how to get past these walls.
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