Now this was the one thing I had been absolutely adamant about seeing on this trip, so I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. I did have a tremendous allergy attack while on the field, so I’m guessing I don’t handle the local Salisbury flora very well!
It’s actually quite small when you get there, a bit underwhelming, but the landscape is absolutely gorgeous and you really feel the weight of time. There is something mystical about the place – whether it’s age or the many mysteries surrounding it – that creates an atmosphere that even the rudest tourists wouldn’t dare break.
That’s me with my mum, posing next to a “Slip Hazard” sign.
We were extremely lucky with the weather – it was sunny the entire time we were on the field exploring and taking photographs, and by the time we started walking back it was getting very grey and dull. As soon as we got back into the car, it started raining.
But Stonehenge wasn’t the most impressive site I visited on this road trip; actually I think it sits at the bottom! The best is yet to come.
