Saturday, January 20, 2024

Poolia Part 1: We'll Never Be Royals (Royals)

There's a new King in town, which means it's time to pay our respects. Before we can get on to the main destination - Puglia, the heel of Italy's boot - it's time to polish the actual boots and show His Majesty that in the Commonwealth we still know who sells our tabloids.



Ah for the innocence of youth, actually wanting to rush onto a United plane...


"… And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood. That kind of luxe just ain't for us."  
But gosh darn it, we'll give it a shot.



It's amazing what a flying bed and unlimited screen time can do for one's mood.


The Princess Diana of Wales Memorial Playground. Hang on, why did they make a playground about a Netflix show?



Your Majesty, I come bearing gifts from your humble subjects Down Under. We would never chuck your tea overboard like those ungrateful whiners across the pond, we'd pair it with a scone and get on with it. 


Dad, is this one of those flip phones you said you used to have?


BuckinghamBNB.


Everyone can live like a king when you snag the front row of a Deka Deka.



Nothing they have in the torture chamber will come close to dragging two kids around on the Tube.


I guess this is what Arendelle will look like after global warming.



I told you there'd be a dragon! This is castle is it not?




"Oh (oh, oh). We're bigger than we ever dreamed. And I'm in love with being queen."



Gentlemen, His Majesty will see you now. In the servant quarters.


Battersea Power Station, powering gentrifiers since 2022.



"Let me be your ruler (ruler). You can call me queen bee. And baby, I'll rule (I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule). Let me live that fantasy."  Ok, sure, whatever. As long as you let me try your ice cream.



Princess Middleton has requested that you do her the honor of presenting yourself at Kensington Palace.


Looks like Uncle Jared heard there was a power station to exploit for profit. Hang on, what do you mean this one drains your capital on artisanal ice cream?


Now that is a right proper pub.


Stirred, not shaken. Or is it the other way around?