After my long travel day and late evening the last thing I wanted to do was get up at 3:30 AM to go to Stonehenge. But I’m SO glad it did.
Now nothing miraculous happened. I didn’t see aliens, feel a surreal energy or hear a hum from the stones. But it was amazing to be up close to the stones like that.
When we got to Stonehenge all the signs said “Closed” but we were allowed in. After a briefing from…I guess he was a park ranger…all 23 of us were allowed beyond the ropes and had 1.5 hours to wander the site as we wanted. No crowds. No lines. Just us, a guide to answer questions and the stones.
I started with a walk around the roped off area to get a feel for the view other people get when they go to Stonehenge. Honestly, it’s so far away that you really can’t get a feel for how large they really are and you can’t really see the interior stones. Now there isn’t anything wrong with that, but since it was a bucket list item I went all out!
After my stroll around the ropes I went into the center. I listened to the guide tell us where the stones came from and the history of the area. It was pretty interesting. Then I started taking photos of the interior of the stones since it’s the part others just don’t see. I stood in the middle of the columns looking up and the stone above me and just thought after all these years I’m actually here. It was surreal.
Travel is about the experience. It’s that sense of awe you feel the first time you see the giant redwoods, the pyramids in Giza or the Sistine Chapel. For me Stonehenge had that same feel. The feel of wonder and amazement that I was really there.