Although I’d already had the amazing opportunity to visit Windsor castle twice before, this time was really something special. You see, the first two times I visited, I was with my life long friend, Jules. And our main occupation while taking in the sights was 1. trying to get guardsmen to break their stoic demeanor and 2. to catch up on all the news from the last time we spoke. This time, sans best GF, I was REALLY able to admire the ancestral home of the Windsor’s. And more importantly, to dance a small jig on the grave of Henry the VIII. How DID we get so lucky? You may…