And devoted Game of Thrones fans like me have been waiting years for this day.
It’s the beginning of the end….. and unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve probably heard a little something about it.
To be honest, I wasn’t on board with GOT at first. Fantasy is not my genre and I didn’t see the appeal. But then I stumbled on a copy of the first book at a doctor’s office and was hooked. I flew through them all… which is saying something. (Have you seen them? The Easter Island moai weigh less.)
And having read the books, I had to binge watch seasons 1-3.
Yes, I had to.
Thrones never disappoints.
Did I mention there are dragons?
Well, there are.
And they rock.
And cook… apparently.
I won’t drone on about about the fantastic global locations, the intricate plot lines or the multi dimensional characters. I won’t wax poetic about the wow factor or the oh no they didn’t! jaw dropping twists and turns.
Suffice it to say there’s never been a television show quite like Game of Thrones, and there probably never will be again.
So tomorrow? Don’t disturb me.
I’ll be wearing my shirt….
And happily immersing myself in the realm.
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
And if you don’t know what that means?
I may have to rethink our entire relationship….
You probably don’t get this joke either….
And that’s just sad.