Stonehenge is pretty awesome! And it’s something that not all Londoners have visited (true fact, because I asked one of my co-workers and she was all like “REALLEH?”)
There are a lot of sheep around Stonehenge. Life mustn’t be half baa-d for them.
The first thing you’ll notice driving up to the area around Stonehenge are the sheep. Lots and lots of surprisingly large fluffballs scattered across the grassy plains. It’s all very English.
Following from there we disembarked at a small museum and gift shop, where we then had to wait for a bus to shuttle us over to the actual site. Some people just walked the whole bit. We decided to take the bus because it was nippy out. Although plenty of people were at the site, I managed to get some surprisingly empty shots.
Now if you didn’t know, Stonehenge is classified as one of the seven ancient wonders of the world. The monolithic rocks and foreboding pillars have led many to ruminate on the structure’s actual purpose. Some say druidic rituals. Others say aliens. I say building blocks for the former stone giants who once roamed what we now call England, but no one really knows *wind whistles in background*. Other stones such as the one below dot the landscape around Stonehenge as well, leading to further theories. Maybe the giants were setting up their usual round of bowling.
The bluestone that makes up the rocks in Stonehenge’s formation most likely originated from a mine located about 3 kilometers away. How our prehistoric ancestors got the rock there is a mystery (again, it’s easier with giants). Even more recently, archaeologists have found a super stonehenge, one that researchers are saying is much larger than the one we currently know.
Inside the museum, young children play with models of what we think Stonehenge looked like in the past. Even now the Stonehenge we know has already been weathered down somewhat from what it was thousands of years ago.
Soon enough we had our fill of stones and things. Elderberry wine was available for sale at the shop (and I haven’t found one that tastes like it just yet!) and our tour guide soon shooed us out the door. We left woolly, rocky plains behind and a mystery of menhirs.
Last stop on this tour: Bath!