Leevi & Sarahs Travel Blog

Sorry about the month delay but it’s finally here day 2 and 3 of the Great South West Tour.

So after a refreshing night sleep back on the road, geared up with hot soup in Leevi’s new birthday thermus on our way to Glastonbury… but not without a few pit stops along the way.

Our first stop was the legendary Jamaica Inn a coach house situated high in the Bodmin Moors. The famous author Daphne du Maurier immortailsed the Inn and some of it’s clientele. So after a few pics and a leg stretch it was only a short couple of hours drive to Glastonbury.

Ahh Glastonbury vegetarian heaven. For once i actually had the upper hand on choosing where to stop for dinner not only that i could also have 50 Tarot readings and had hundreds of different crystal jewellery to buy and wear. But first down to business finding our accommodation, easy breezy right in the middle of town. So after checking in it was only a very very short brisk walk to final resting place of Arthur and Guinevere? Glastonbury Abbey. What a sight to see. Just to wander around the ruins of the Abbey really portrayed what size and impact the Abbey would have made in it’s hey day.

With our stomach’s growling and our hands nearly falling off from frost bite lunch. We hundled under some covering and tucked into some soup whilst looking on to the Abbey ruins. After lunch we wondered around the the ruins and paid our respects to the maybe graves of Arthur and Guinevere.

To warm up we trogged up (literally) to the top of the Glastonbury Tor. Tor is the celtic name for hill and hill it was. All that now remains at the top of the Tor is tower that was once attached to a church where the last Abbot of the Abbey was hung. On a brighter note they claim to reach the top of the Tor you enter the Underworld of the fairies. Now i don’t know about seeing any fairies but we did smile and laugh on our way back down the Tor. After all of that exercise it was a very early night in bed and asleep by 8pm.

After a early nights sleep we where ready to roll to the much anticipated Stonehenge. We where so eager to get there it was so early that it wasn’t open to tourist. So we visited the neighbours Salisbury and Old Sarum then headed back with lucky timing to be the first through the gates and to have Stonehenge to ourselves. Leevi was in photograhers paradise and as we slowly made our way around the stones savouring everything Stonehenge had to offer we were well aware of the over whelming atmosphere around us. Now we have been told by many that Stonehenge has a “feeling” about it and it does. It is a hard feeling to describe but you do gather that these stones where used for something very special. Maybe the severial burial mounds surrounding the stones may also have an impact on this feeling.

With the day still early we made a short drive to the World Heritage Listed Avebury Circle. This stone circle is the largest in the world and it was very magical to walk through and around the circles surround by old trees. The trees all had tokens and gifts left on the branches from pagan festivals. We then drove on to Silbury Hill a huge man made circle that is often compared the the pyramids. Silbury Hill is also fascinating as nobody is quite sure what the hill is for but it dosen’t stop there. Only 10 min drive down the road we where once again climbing up another hill to West Kennet long Barrow. It is one of the most impressive and best preseverd Neolithic burial chambers. The tomb is thought to have constructed around 3500 BC, when they excavated the tombs they found 50 bodies of all ages. The interesting part was the tombs at one stage where all blocked up for no certain reason oohhh. Leevi and i both agreeded that there was a very eerie feeling to the tombs which was most uncomfortable. So we scurried away to the romantic town Bath.