Let's See....Where Was I?

Oh yes. Stonehenge. 

Clearly this site highlights an impressive physical feat on the part of the ancient peoples. It's just, as my sister-in-law pointed out, that I thought it would be bigger.  

 Sammy came too. There's not much to do here but ponder, and listen to the audio guide.

 Every once in a while, Joel would exclaim so

mething such as "45 tons!"

 We did attempt a grown-ups only picture here, but the non-grown-ups did not cooperate.

 The bus ride to and from this site was quite curvy, and dear Marky threw up twice this day. We picked up these quite salty snacks at a convenience store because they were called "MONSTER MUNCH" and could not be refused, but Marky was the only one who liked them. Roast Beef flavor? Really?

 Each and every one of these paw-shaped treats excited the lad.

 We made our way from there to Windsor Castle on the outskirts of London.

 The keep, built up on quite a hill. This was clearly a good defensive position, as it was meant to be.

 The soldiers impressed Joel greatly, and terrified Marky.

Sadly, the one place (in the St. George Chapel, here) Mark wanted to show us was closed, being Sunday. We still enjoyed the palace tour, full of arms and armour, portraits of monarchs, a little display of art by monarchs and their families, and a strange gigantic (and yet to small scale) doll house that was a gift to the Queen in the 20s.