As soon as I knew we were going to London I knew I wanted to take the kids to the Harry Potter Studios. And after spending too much time trying to figure out how to get there and back with public transportation and booking reservations for the limited time slots, I ended up splurging on the private car service to and from the hotel which also allowed us to get into the studio earlier than the normal time slot allowed. It was worth every penny, especially for the trip home when we were all exhausted.
At the Studios we were once again greeted with an activity passport to help us make the most of the experience, and I quickly began to curse the damn thing. Oskar wasn’t willing to move on until he found each and every hidden golden snitch. Meanwhile Alva wanted to see it all, all at once trying to run through every square inch of the studio within the first ten minutes.
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