Glastonbury and Stonehenge

Ok, so as I promised... a while ago... Stonehendge and Glastonbury. Now, I knew that I was going to adore Stonehendge, but Glastonbury. What the heck did Glastonbury have to offer me, now really! It had a lot of nerding out is what it had!

This little town in England, for one, is adorable. It seems as if it was designed with the word "quaint" in mind. But beyond that, the Abbey, the Abbey of Glastonbury has some beautiful runes, and with a tour guide as great as ours, they really came to life. This is the misty and mystical England that Marrion writes about. This, my dear folks, is Avalon *Sqeal!*

So we went to the Abbey where Joseph supposedly stuck his staff in the ground and made a thorn tree pop up. Yay Christianity. But more to my interest was the tomb/grave of King Arthur. How outstanding. From here we made our way to the Tor, yes the Tor, and got to walk all. the. frigging. way. up. it. Now, for me it was tough, but for poor Beth who had just gotten quite sick... well I believe she describes the process as "Death with every step and breath." Poor girl. She could have done it with way more ease had she been able to... breathe. A fairly important function when climbing up a miny mountain. A very steep miny mountain.

So, we climbing down from there, and it was to the Chalice Well Gardens. This was simply fantastic. The story behind the Charlice Wells Garden is that, in the well resides the Holy Grail, and all the water of the Well passes through it, thus, it is a garden of reflection and peace, tranquility and healing. Once again we're confronted with "Healing" waters. Well, after the climb that felt like "death with every step and breath" Beth was more than happy to take on some healing waters.

This garden was everything it advertised "I wonder, if you live in Glastonbury, if you could get a season pass" Beth ruminated, and I certainly hope you can, I know I'd want one!

Next it was on to Stonehendge. Well, not much to say, you KNOW it was amazing. Those stones radiate mystisism. And, to once again quote Beth "Those stones much know the their primary contemporary purpose is to have their picture taken. They're really good at it." Are they ever. I think every picture I got of those stones turned out quite well.

The gift shop wasn't as horrendously priced as I thought it would be, and the lines not nearly as bad.

On our way home we passed through Oxford, which looks like a beautiful city to go visit, though I don't think I'll get the chance. Hey I could be wrong though, Beth and I do have rail passes after all!

After all this was home, and some serious crashing. It was a long trip.