There's no profit. I prithee, to our rock

Alright, so I've decided that each day for our trip west deserves its very own blog post, so this one is all about Tuesday, and Tuesday was all about rocks.

Yup, that's right, we kicked things off in style by going to Stonehenge!  It was pretty cool, but we were reminded over and over again that we really have no idea what all the rocks are there for.  (There's no profit.)  And as there's only so many different ways that you can look at and photograph a group of rocks that you can't even get super close to we ended up taking modeling pictures because the wind was absolutely perfect for blowing hair around.  The surroundings were beautiful too, with great big clouds in the sky that caught sunlight in interesting ways and all these lovely green fields filled with sheep.

This is Sydnie and me at Stonehenge.

Anyway, yeah, Stonehenge was pretty cool just because it was Stonehenge.  But then we went to Avebury Circle, which is another Stone circle but like a bajillion times bigger than Stonehenge.  The stone circle there is like a quarter of a mile wide or something nuts like that.  We could touch the stones there, which is what made it so cool.  But what I actually liked the most was seeing the dovecote that was nearby.  I've read about them before when I read books with falcons in them mostly, and so it was neat to see one, particularly as it's so old (like several hundreds of years).  

Isn't it neat?  Well, I thought so at least.  Just be grateful that you're not getting all of my pictures of flowers on here.

Anyway, after Avebury we went to the Caen Lochs.  I'm not sure if I spelled that correctly, but oh well.  But they were basically part of the immense canal system that runs all over England, except that this part was a system of gates that you would use to get a boat up to the top of a hill.  It was the sort of thing that was really rather dull at first, especially as we were all groggy from long hours on the bus and it was the time of the day where you just feel tired and irritable, but the longer we were there the better it got.  We met this man who was taking his boat from Bath all the way to Northampton through the canals, so we helped him get through a couple of the lochs.  It was really neat actually to see how it works, because it was all really old and hand operated.  So I have opened and closed gates for a loch system!

After that we went to Bristol to stay in our Hostel.  We grabbed Subway for dinner (it was really the only thing that we could find open and selling food at 8:00 at night that wasn't a grocery store) and then wandered around Bristol for a bit.  We found this really rather neat old church that had been around for at least 400 years and got bombed out in the Blitz and left as a memorial.  The roof was missing and the inside was just gutted.  You can't find something like that in America.  

Here I am in Bristol by the canal or river or whatever the body of water in front of our hostel was.