Excitement levels were high heading into Harry Potter Island, but unfortunately, so were the humidity levels, and Tropical Storm Debbie decided to pick this day to flex her muscle. Nothing a few ponchos couldn't take care of, though.
Honey Dukes candy story provided more than a few choices in Hogsmeade. Don't worry, we supported the local economy.
We weren't able to get our wands out, because Ollivanders had a two-hour backup. But reading that last sentence in hindsight, that's probably a good thing.
Now, on to the highlight! Butter beer! Both frozen and regular, it was a pretty damn tasty mixture of creme soda with an egg nog froth. (Reviews weren't as Universal for the Pumpkin juice, however.)
Proudly touting Holy Cross gear, I was only too happy to imbibe.
As was Andrew.
Thumbs up from two of my favorite muggles, complete with Butter Beer mustaches
The Sorting Hat told me I was in the wrong place. I needed to go back to Marvel Island. It told Barry he was a Slytherin. Probably because he once used the stage name of the Slithering Snake.![]()
Finally, it was scary thumbs up on the Harry Potter ride. Seconds later, a whomping willow, Aragog, the Dementors, and Hungarian Horntoad dragons would proceed to beat the living daylights out of us.
Mischief managed? Not likely where the E Streeters are concerned.
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