Wimbledon II
So, crazy story. We've been here long enough that we, or at least I, have traditions. The All England Club kicked off the oldest major in the professional tennis. Last year you may remember that we woke up at the crack of dawn and headed down for a day of rainy tennis, but an amazing experience. And now I can say comfortably that I go to Wimbledon every year. It's weird though, having been here long enough to start repeating activities.
This year, the more things stay the same, the more they change. I went with Catherine, except that it was our friend Catherine vs. the other half of the American Couple. Second, they've redone the queuing rules for the 1st t ime since 2001. You can camp in new spots :) And this year, instead of going at 530 am, we went down after work for 530 pm. We queued up as number 13457 and 8, and got into Wimbledon on the returned tickets. When people leave for the day, if you turn in your ticket they will resell it to people like us, and donate the second sale profits to charity. Pretty cool.
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