To learn that England is not entirely populated by tourists, stay with real English people! I was the guest of some very lovely people in the middle of nowhere! This involved a lovely thatched roof cottage, which was older than America (the cottage, not the people). It was a really great break from tourists. Tourists are the bane of my vacation! (Clearly, there is no double standard here...)
The town was very small, and very cute. It had a church that was very small and very cute.
|Proportional place of worship!|
|Small town, big cathedral.|
This Lincoln cathedral is pretty huge and elaborate. Much less cozy than the tiny church. Contains highly elaborate stonework. Such as the green man hiding in an archway below:
|Decoration within decoration,|
because the masons had nothing better to do.
|Bridge in the middle of nowhere: suspension of disbelief|
We blazed by the Stratford upon Avon tourist trap.
|House: not quite authentic.|
|Not pictured: Shakesbear shirts.|
And Stonehenge! We found some stones.
|Stonehenge is a dish best served old.|
Oh yeah, and there was Liverpool.
|I still have no idea why these towers were being towed...|
|The straws that broke the Costa's roof.|
Very unfortunately, I ran out of time and didn't get to see the slavery museum. I wanted to compare/contrast the presentation to Virginia's approach. (Later, in Glasgow, I went on a slavery walking tour, which was all about merchant triangle traders. Sorry, the chronology is starting to fracture around the edges). But I did see the Beatles museum! It was a rare example of audio tour done right.
And you can't hang out in Liverpool without going to the precise and detailed replica of the most popular venue of the Beatles' heyday. The Cavern!
|Second Cavern replica I walked into that day.|
Back in London, once upon a time there was a train station:
|How do you know when the King's Cross?|