I was fortunate to spend the last several days with my incredible family, at home, enjoying each others company and enjoying a lot of liquor and wine.
Last night was a very special night and not just because of the holy holiday. Last night was the Doctor Who 2013 Christmas special; it was also the night we said goodbye to Matt Smith’s Eleventh Doctor and welcomed Peter Capaldi as the Twelfth Doctor.
Sparing you a complete plot breakdown, let’s skip to my complete emotional breakdown:
… I was bawling. I was teary through a lot of the episode and cried a few times but when Matt Smith delivered his final Doctor Who monologue, I lost my shit. I was full-on ugly crying; tears rushing down my face, neck and chest. Then, he dropped his bow tie… for good.
We caught a brief glipse of what kind of Doctor Peter Capaldi’s Doctor will be: direct, a little angry, kind of scary yet funny… I’ve had a great feeling about the Twelfth Doctor since it was announced that Peter Capaldi would be taking over and the little bit I saw of him at the very end of this episode only supports those good vibes. Even so, it was incredibly hard to say goodbye to Matt Smith. It may have taken me most of his tenure to fall in love with him but I did and I will miss him.
What now? The excruciating long wait for Season 8 to begin (late 2014).
Here is how my sister and I got into the Doctor Who spirit for The Time of the Doctor:
Thanks again! Love, GK