The Manor is decorated for Christmas. I missed the actual decorating party, which is a shame as it’s one of the few times per year the (gigantic) fireplace in the great hall gets to have a fire.
I’m missing home. Last night the tree there got decorated, too. I’ll be glad to get back, even as I’m really sad to be leaving.
Just eight days left until I’ll be walking out of my last final and my last hour at Harlaxton. After that, meeting some family and going to Paris—yay! It’s been hard to wait this long while listening to all of my friends tell their Paris stories as they went this semester.
Even the Atlas in the Cedar Staircase is looking festive.
Until then, the Manor is beautiful and we are just trying to enjoy ourselves for our last few days.
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