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The Adventure to Stonehenge, Wiltshire

Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words.. well, I think words may hurt me. Most especially, if it’s “Ma’am, the Stonehenge is closed for viewing”.

 

Stonehenge

Just 2 hours outside of London, Stonehenge is usually visited by tourists after The Roman Baths. And that’s exactly what we did. Having just been to the Baths, we arrived at Stonehenge an hour or so before closing time. There were still a number of cars lined up to the entrance but we noticed how all of them were talking to the guard-on-duty and then a u-turn after a few minutes. Of course, we stayed in line.

As we approach the man, he explained to us that the facilities have closed early. We asked why and he just said, there’s no more train(?) for visitors to ride to the Stonehenge, no more employees, nothing! And I thought, that’s it. I’ll never see that famous wallpaper in person! The wave of relief we felt when we arrived just before closing time was quickly replaced with disappointment. As much as I’d like to see this prehistoric wonder, investing another day and sacrificing other spots would be more disappointing.

A glimmer of hope materialized in the form of the guard’s instructions; there was an alternative! If we go straight (via the same road we’ve just been on) and turn left at the first roundabout, we might be able to take a closer look. Since we were already there, trying wouldn’t hurt. So, we did.

We could see the Stonehenge getting closer as we drove the path as per the instructions. We didn’t know when to stop but we saw a couple of cars parked near a barbed-wire gate, so we followed suit and parked near them, as well. There, we saw a family and two men walking along a trail and taking pictures of, none other than, the Stonehenge!

The boyfriend and I fought off sheep poop and muddy grass trail, but we did find a spot where we could see the famous monument, up close and almost personal.

 

Stonehenge

 

Stonehenge

A Lone Wolf. One employee was guarding the Stonehenge. When he saw us taking pictures, he went to the side. I’m assuming, to give way to us poor, unfortunate souls.

 

Stonehenge

 

Stonehenge

The boyfriend wanted to take a picture of me with the Stonehenge sans barbed-wire. Welp, this is the best we could do, LOL. Also, yes, the wind was strong and I was freezing! So no, no Instagram-worthy hair here!

 

Stonehenge

 

Stonehenge

That I-stepped-on-a-few-poops-but-I-saw-the-Stonehenge grin!

 

Stonehenge

 

Stonehenge

A few minutes after we arrived, we noticed a group of people walking towards the Stonehenge. To my envy, they just didn’t stop at the viewing area, they were able to go inside and touch the stones! We were so confused why they were able to and why we’re on the other side of the barbed wire. But alas, there’s nothing else we could do.

In conclusion, poops and barbed wire might break my bones (and stain my shoes) but the Stonehenge will never hurt me. It stood tall, in all its glory, full of mystery and wonder, in front of me.

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