I read about Stonehenge, I never really thought I’d actually see these pile of rock in real life, but here I was, staring up into them and thinking, man is it every windy here.
You can’t walk among the standing stones at Stonehenge anymore. All visitors are relegated to the periphery and made to walk the short pilgrimage around. Most of us are stuffed into our jackets, with the free(ish) audio guide tucked in near our heads and if you are lucky, a hood or beanie as well. I say free(ish) because the audio guide is free however, to get into the now gated rock community, you must pay £3 plus another £7.80 each to get inside. (You do get your £3 discounted off one ticket however). With the winds whipping against you, reminding you that you are in English territory, you closely listen to the history and folklore of the area. Why are there mounds of dirt around us? How did the rocks get here in the first place? Do people really think aliens have supplanted the rocks to this location? There really isn’t too much mystery regarding the rocks anymore. We know where they came from and probably how they were transported. The only real question remaining is why. And that is usually the age old question for most uncommon occurrences in our lives.