Look I have made you a Harry Potter still life!
This summer vacation has gone very Harry as I suspect lots of summer vacations this year have. We started on Friday the 13th with the premiere of the fifth HP film. Having seats in the fourth row in Scandinavia’s largest cinema meant some serious effort to transform into hammer sharks, but all in all I think we got the picture (…).
A week after and now posted in the countryside we went to the nearest bookstore in the middle of the night. Due to the time difference the Danish readers had to wait until 1.01 A.M. to get their hands on the last book in the series. And now you have to picture the main street in a smaller Danish town. In the middle of the night. Almost deserted but for a few teenagers lingering by the ATM for a moment until returning to the only remotely alive place in town – the disco. By the bookstore a couple of pale tweens with their even paler parents were waiting. Not one of them had dressed up for the occasion (you know – pointed hats, round glasses, scars, wands or long white beards), so they just looked like dead tired, spotted, provincial kids in polyester shirts and trainers. Which of course was what they were. And it wasn’t a pretty sight – but then I don’t think our little group of dead tired Harry Potter fans looked much better with our recently acquired sunburns. We walked contentedly away with three copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
The weekend was generous enough to offer extraordinarily rainy weather, and with the television producers preferring Formula 1 to one of the single most important stages in the Tour de France on Sunday we were free to enjoy our reading.
I haven’t finished yet. But I have to say it’s hard to put down. Especially when you are risking a view of this über-ugly cover:
What went wrong?! *shudder*