I'd been keen to go for yonks but somehow had never made it - it's quite a way out of central London so a bit of a faff - so when I was invited to the launch of Christmas at Kew I was so damn excited.
And I knew exactly who else would share my excitement: my flatmate Maddy, who is just as much of a Christmas nut as me.
And the hype was only to increase by the consumption of mulled wine, mince pies and gingerbread men.
Sugar-loaded and clutching hot cups of wine, we were ready to start the trail.
The hour-long trail flew by - we stopped to marvel at incredibly beautiful and creative light installations, each one different from the last.
Look at these!
There were fire rings of all the numbers from A Partridge in a Pear Tree (these are obviously the two turtle doves).
There were a couple of parts we were less keen on: there was the random elf lady at a slightly tacky jukebox-style stall, blasting out cheesy festive tunes. Somehow it seemed to bring the class-level down a notch.
Towards the end of the trail there's also a little area with children's entertainers - Maddy and I were pretty excited at the prospect of seeing Father Christmas but were dismayed to find the elf ladies totally ignored us. I get that they're mainly catering for children but still. Rude.
The end was particularly fabulous too - the trail finishes with a spectacular light show, projected on to water and the greenhouse, set to Christmas songs. We loved it so much we watched twice.
I couldn't recommend Christmas at Kew more, but I would recommend checking the weather forecast, as walking round in the rain would not be fun and let's be real this is London.
But go! Go celebrate the most wonderful time of the year! Go forth and be merry and bright.