Today was Stonehenge. I had been to Stonehenge before, but it was a long time ago. I remember it was cold and rainy, but still pretty cool. Today, it was beautiful and sunny and amazing. On the drive up to Stonehenge, our driver (a manly man) called them a pile of rocks. They are some of the most amazing rocks that I have ever seen. I have always been fascinated with ancient sites like this one. The mystery of it’s origin and use. How did they get those giant rocks on top of one another. What did they use it for? Was it for religious ceremonies? Was it a burial ground? Or was it just a cool landscape idea by the gardener? There is also a discernible difference in the way it feels. Must be the pagan in me. Another neat thing about Stonehenge? It’s surrounded by farmland. As in, cows and sheep. Who doesn’t love sheep?
From Stonehenge, we went to Bath. I have also been to Bath before. I loved it then and I love it now. I only wish I could have spent more time there. Bath is home to the ancient Roman Baths. These Roman baths have been preserved so expertly, they seem almost new. It is amazing to me that in 70 AD, some Roman was wondering around in the same spot as me, thousands of years later. I am a history nerd. I can’t help it. And there were likely people milling around the hot springs before the Romans made it official. Oh, and Bath also has a cathedral, Bath Abbey. I have never been inside. But the outside has a beauty of it’s own. Our visit to Bath was rushed and so I did not get to enjoy it as much as I would like. Maybe next time.
When we got back to London, I am sure we went to a pub or something. I don’t remember now. But it’s a safe bet there was beer involved at some point.
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