I recently visited The Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Studios’ Islands of Adventure theme park in Orlando, FL for the first time. I’d been to Islands of Adventure many many times before, but the WWoHP was still under construction the last time I was there. I had read a lot about the WWoHP and I was very curious as to what my reaction would be, considering I’m a hugely obsessive Harry Potter fan. Unlike some other fans, however, I’ve never shown much of an outward expression of this obsession.
I don’t own boatloads of Harry Potter merchandise, I’ve never dressed as a wizard or drawn a scar on my forehead, I’ve never been to a Wizard Rock concert or to a convention. Other than the ring I wear every day that has the sign of the Deathly Hallows on it, my HP obsession has always been inward. I have a deeply personal connection to the books, and while I’ve occasionally written about it, it’s not something I share or talk about much. Of all of the things I love, it’s the one that I have the most trouble finding the right words to express the depth of my feelings, and I’ve so often been antagonized for it that I’ve mostly given up. (I’ve written about it a bit on my blog, but I’ve never been very satisfied with how it turned out.)
It was with a mixture of excitement and nerves, therefore, that I first entered The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Continue reading