...and to my huge annoyance, all the additions I made to my "blur..." post weren't saved. So here it is again.
Tuesday we checked out of the Chelsea House Hotel and made our way over to Hammersmith, where we hired a car - a wee little silver bubble. The guy at the car hire place offered us a road map and street directory, but because I have a penis I need neither of those so we said "no thanks!" and off we drove to Windsor.
A short drive later, my uncanny sense of direction (coupled with the map we were given before we left Australia) brought us unerringly to Windsor. To our surprise, we found that the castle was actually part of the town (we were expecting it to be a short drive away from the town centre) - you can walk down the street with shops on one side of you and the outer castle walls on the other.
We checked into the Christopher Wren hotel, which was very swanky, then went out for a wander. Windsor is beautiful. We both decided that it's our favourite place in all England and that if we were to live in the UK, we'd live in Windsor.
After dinner (Chinese) we returned to our room. Pet had a lie down and I went out on a search for an off licence to buy some beer. Crossing over the short bridge and into Eton, I was accosted by two girls and a film crew. The girls asked if I was single. I said no, watching their poor hearts breaking before my very eyes. They were apparently looking for singles for a singles club the following night. Because it was filmed I had to sign a release form for them to use my image. I'm expecting to be contacted any day now by London talent scouts. Any day now.
Wednesday we visited Windsor Castle, which was really quite amazing, especially as it's a functioning castle with many areas off limits because royalty frequently reside there. Then we hit the road for Salisbury (see pet's posting for details of our accomodation there).
Thursday we got up early and went to Stone Henge, followed by Old Sarum, which is the remains of an old fortress and castle that was abandoned when priests and the military there couldn't co-exist, resulting in moving the settlement to Salisbury (occasionally referred to here and there as New Sarum). We then drove into Salisbury (or New Sarum, call it what you will) and wandered through Salisbury Catherdal. fascinating. Salisbury itself was quite nice, but in comparison to Windsor - Windsor's a princess and Salisbury's a slapper.
After the Cathedral, we drove out to Avebury, which Pet has already posted on. That night we had an extremely dodgy "Thai" dinner in Salisbury. You don't realise just how excellent food is in Australia until you come to the UK.
Friday morning we checked out of the Old Post House and drove up to Caerleon in Wales. Caerleon is the site of an old Roman Fortress from nearly 2000 years ago. We chekced into a B&B called Camelot, run by a lovely old gent by the name of Allan. That night we went to the Red Lion for the best meal we've had in the UK.
And now we're in Glastonbury. Who knows what adventures will follow!
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