Sunrise in Stonehenge
Stonehenge is the oldest ‘building’ in human history, predating the great pyramids by about four hundred years (3000 BC) and the source of numerous ridiculous theories and beliefs around the world.
I’ll start by saying anyone with Google and an hour can find out how the stones were moved to the site, how they were lifted to such heights and that the druids arrived a few thousand years after Stonehenge was a ruin and therefor have in no way, shape, or form, any connection whatsoever to the site. Despite all of this you will find a bunch of weird neopagan hippie types with names like Arthur Pendragon chanting and trying to steal parts of the site and claiming its construction was clearly the work of druidic magic.
Having taking hundreds of photos of rocks not interesting enough to post I decided it was time to wander to some of the nearby places of interest. One of which is the house Harry Potter was born in, as seen in some movie or another. It is a nice place with a great restaurant nearby, the oldest in England in fact. I took a picture of the plaque proclaiming its age, sadly I did not notice the tree obscuring the dates until I got back to my hotel.
On the way out of town I noticed a small and fairly intimidating looking structure. After harassing some locals and being told it was used to house nosy tourists I found out the long and strange history of blindhouses. Put simply the expression Blind Drunk comes from the level of inebriation required to have ones ass thrown into this stone windowless hellhole until morning. I would like to see a return of these structures, sadly it is only the police that can put people inside.
It turned out that Lacock, the village above, is a lot further from my hotel in London than I had thought. So I ended up in the city of Bath, those of you with a demented affection for geography will note I was headed in the wrong direction…
Regardless, Bath was awesome. Around 60 AD the Aquae Sulis was built to use the local hotsprings as a spot to soak romans, who having conquered England recently, needed a good soak. The gods Sulis and Minerva being really similar led to the use of the age old practice of making up a new god whenever it suits one, thus Sulis Minerva was born. There are portions of the baths that are still being uncovered and are absolutely fascinating to view, other sections are crawling with mammoth American tourists literally drinking the warm stagnant algae covered water within meters of signs warning one not to do so. Clearly the signs are insufficient so I will repeat DO NOT DRINK POISONOUS WATER!!!
Having had more than enough time with humans and human structures I decided to engage in one of my more bizarre pastimes, Pigeon Whispering. There are a bunch of people who feed the birds in Bath, so they are far friendlier than the standard urban pigeons one encounters elsewhere.