Although the village of Windsor isn’t any less commercial and plastic-coated than say, Disneyland (and I do love Disney), it’s ridiculously charming. Even when teeming with tourists. And since our pocket-sized tour guide, Roz, prepped us so thoroughly, we breezed through the castle (yeah, yeah, I get it. The Queen is loaded) and spent most of our time wandering the grounds and village.

Fall time and Windsor get along very well with each other.

Sunday, October 14, 2007 | photo albums