And I also tried to climb a few, as did others in the group.
Then we went to Glastonbury, where there were the ruins of an abbey, and the possible original gravesite of King Arthur and Gueneviere. There's a tower on a hill there, called the Tor, that is supposedly the place where Arthur tried to rescue Gueneviere and failed--though there was supposedly water surrounding it at the time. It's 520 feet high, and we climbed the whole thing. The view was spectacular.
That night we stayed at the YMCA in Bath. Yah, like in the song. What? I didn't even know they had places to sleep. My bed was the most uncomfortable thing I've ever had to misfortune to sleep on.
The next day we went to the Roman Baths, which was pretty awesome. There was an audio tour for everyone, and Bill Bryson (my favorite man ever) had his own little comments on it for various places in the baths. It was great, to think of how long ago they were built and that they're still standing.
I also drank the water, which wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Or as bad as it looks in this photo. I actually chugged most of it, as I felt bad for wasting it otherwise. Plus we had to leave.
After that I went to the Jane Austen Centre with Nicki, which was cool, though there wasn't much there that belonged to Jane herself. I still enjoyed it though, and learned some things about her. Don't ask me what they are, I can't remember them. But I did get this naughty book called "Pride and Promiscuity: Jane Austen's Lost Sex Scenes" and it is one of the funniest things I've ever seen.
Then we went to Stonehenge. That was pretty awesome; they are a lot bigger than I thought they'd be. We weren't there for very long, but then again we were just looking at a bunch of rocks. I kind of regret not imagining what it was like when they were built more though, like putting myself back 5,000 years.
All in all, great trip.
3 comments:
Okay, this is just wrong.
This is the second post of yours that has creeped me out.
Why did it creep me out? The first pic in the entry, that's what. And why is that? Well, because it reminded me of this really freaky mini-series I saw on Nicklodeon back when I was eleven. It was called "Children of the Stones."
Just really, really disturbing ... especially the music. In the end everyone became mind-controlled zombies that got turned into, guess what? That's right, big ole rocks. And guess where it was filmed? Yep, Avebury.
So, in effect, it looks like you're standing next to one of the hapless villagers at the end of the final episode.
If you're interested, here's the wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Children_of_the_stones
Annnyway, I'm glad that the Roman Baths were so cool, and I'll remember to avoid staying at the YMCA ... even in Britain. :)
Wait, what was the first post that creeped you out?
And that is FANTASTIC. I had no idea there was even any kind of show that dealt with Avebury. :)
The "Masque of the Red Death" post was kinda creepy -- not quite as chilling as the picture of you with that "extra" from "CotS," but still.
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