Never have I ever thought that I would be traipsing up and down rickety wooden stairs while dressed in a ball gown, trying my hardest to not slip and make a spectacle of myself at the Tower Of London in England, of all places.
Where was I headed on these stairs? It was up the White Tower, where I was to have aperitifs while admiring the British monarchs’ Royal Armouries display, before going back down those same steps to the New Armouries Banqueting Suite, where dinner was to be held.
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