Sarah’s friend Anna hired a car, and we all took a day trip to see Stonehenge.
It was on about a third of the size I expected it to be. Now I know how they must have felt in Spinal Tap.
Stonehenge is a bit crap, because you are supposed to follow a path around the stones that doesn’t bring you any closer than about 10 feet from them. Apparently there was trouble with people stealing bits of them, but honestly, now a days it wouldn’t be that hard to bring in some new stones to replace any loss from wear and tear or theft.
Next up was Glastonbury, where they have a big music festival every year. The town is known for its smelly hippies, and there were plenty of fortune teller shops, and crystals for sale. The other big attaction is the ruin of the Glastonbury Abbey, which was founded in the seventh century AD.
It is said that the remains of King Arthur and Queen Guinevere were found buried there in 1191. We were thinking about buying a true nail from the coffin for £500, but they only had 20 left, and were all out of the pink ones anyway.
Avebury is another stone circle, but differs from Stonehenge by being much larger in diameter. It doesn’t have stone arches though, just big stones plunked in a field. It felt much more peaceful than Stonehenge, I think because there were some trees around, and not quite so many tourists.
In our defence, we didn’t see the no climbing on the rocks signs until after this photos had been taken.
Also just down the road from Avebury is Silbury Hill, a 40m tall hill made of chack that was built almost 5000 years ago. It was pretty cool.
It is estimated that it took 18 million man hours to create, or 500 men working full time for 15 years! Of course, that is assuming that the people weren’t helped by the grey aliens.
The purpose of the hill is unknown.

































