What a day Wednesday was, including the highest high and lowest low.
We left London and drove to Salisbury. Our first stop was the Cathedral. It is huge and magnificent, of course. However, when we walked in, the choir was practicing Handel's Messiah, the Hallelujah Chorus. It was goose-bumping mystical and magical. Later we discovered that the singers were all young girls. It was amazing.
Our foursome wandered into Salisbury, which is an adorable English town. We found a pub (not hard to do) and had lunch. We window-shopped our way back to the bus.
Then it was off to visit Stonehenge, the reason I came on this trip. You can't get close to the stones, but that doesn't really matter. They are amazing and impressive, and you'll never convince me that ordinary ancient humans built it. There used to be even more huge stones than those resting there today. It's up on a chilly, windy hilltop, with many ancient burial mounds in the surrounding area.
We then drove to Bath to our hotel for the next two nights. We got settled in, I hooked up to wifi and my email, and I got the news. My son and his wife made the difficult decision and put down their Golden Retriever, 13-year-old Dusty. We had kept Dusty for a year while they were in Australia, so he's our dog, too. Tears, tears and more tears. Dusty is catching a Frisbee in dog heaven.
We had supper at the hotel, then our host Greg Tamblyn played guitar and sang for us. It was a lovely end to the day.
Today we tour Bath.
Leta
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| Salisbury Cathedral |
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| Many tons of stone |
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| Our beloved Dusty |
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