My Travels – Stonehenge and Bath, England

I woke up hung-over as hell on an early morning to catch a bus headed for Stonehenge. When we arrived, the sky was clear blue and Stonehenge appeared in the distance. It is not so towering as you would expect it to be but you wonder how men could carry 40 foot tall rocks a large distance that weigh tons thousands of years ago. Was it the aliens? Was it the neighboring nomads? Why do the rocks line up with the solstices? Why are the rocks deep into the ground and why are there mounds where people were buried? All these questions remain unanswered which makes Stonehenge a great mystery and a great place to visit. The government owns the vast lands around it which are lush and green. Personally, I would have Gary Player design a Stonehenge Country Club equipped with a giant clubhouse and player shop. Also, a nearby hotel would be constructed exclusively for the guests of the course. That is baller. But I wouldn’t have any of this cross the path of this monstrous mystery called Stonehenge. Still hung-over as hell, we made our way to Bath which reminds me of an old European city and is very un-English in architecture. Although Victorian architecture exists, the city is very Gothic with a main square, the Bath Abbey, the Roman Baths which are intriguing to say the least, and countless shops which provide the most delicious desserts known to man. The fudge was good. Street performers entertained the masses and tiny boutiques lined the streets. After strolling the streets, watching a rugby game from afar, and taking in the sweet air, we rolled back to London which took only about two and half hours. If you are ever in or around London, a half day trip to Stonehenge and Bath is highly recommended.