I promise you this is the very last post on our trip to England.  I have waited nine long years to see Stonehenge up close and personal.  
The last time we passed through, I was this poor girl on the other side of the fence.  A certain fella who shall remain nameless wasn’t interested in paying the four pounds that it cost to get past the chain link.  All of my photos from nine years ago have a circular blur of link around the edges.  Sad. 
You can imagine my excitement at seeing it without having to stretch or squint.  It was all very Tess of the D’Urbervilles.  I nearly flung myself on one of the stones in homage.

And to the fella who shall remain nameless…it was worth every bit of those four pounds.