Better late than never, right?
Our side trip to Stongehenge was easily one of the most memorable moments of our UK trip. You’ve seen one cosmopolitan city, you’ve seen them all. Sort of. But seeing the English countryside, on board a proper train is something else. The train ride from Paddington Station actually went too quickly for our liking. But that meant that we were not late for our rendezvous with Paula at Newbury.
Some people have claimed feeling something mystical come over them when they get near the stones. Not me. I did feel humbled and in awe but nothing spooky whatsoever. So glad the English weather cooperated and gave us amazing sunshine and beautiful skies the entire time that we were there.
The visitor’s centre is quite packed. There is a gift shop where I bought the most amazing lemon custard, bu which I stupidly packed in my carry-on so naturally it triggered the x-ray machines at Heathrow. The lovely customs officer, who was on his last ever day on the job because he was retiring the following day, had to chuck it in the bin. I had to find a replacement at Harrod’s. Not the same but still tasty.
There you have it. If you can squeeze in a trip to Stonehenge, I highly recommend it. There are bus tours from London that go there regularly. Better still if you have an amazing friend like I do (hi, Paula!) who is willing to drive you there and back to the train station with a stopover at a lovely little English town.
Until we we meet again, Stanheng!