To get to Glastonbury we had to take the train to Bristol and then a bus to Wells and Glastonbury. Quite the journey! It took half the day, mainly because we stopped a couple of hours in Bristol so The Boy could meet a friend there – the actual travel time wasn’t that bad. And we got to see more of the countryside, which was nice π
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Although I don’t quite understand why people have made these huge white horses on the hillsides… They should be hedgehogs!
The first day we didn’t do much. Some laundry and relaxing at the hotel for a while. Our hotel was actually a whole apartment, with a kitchen and everything. Very new and fancy, and right in the middle of town π
We went out for dinner later, had a really tall burger at a place that had Gollum painted on the wall and a cat sneaking around under the tables.
Then we went up on a hill to see the tree that Joseph of Arimathea supposedly planted when he came to England two thousand years ago.
There wasn’t much left of the poor tree, which has been chopped down a couple of times, but saved because someone had the foresight to take saplings from it. These have been replanted, but it seemed pretty much dead to me. Stupid people vandalizing things…
Saturday morning we were up early and walked up to the tower on the tor (which you can also see in the background in the photo above).
The view of the area was great, you could see for miles and miles. So flat!
On the way back down to town we visited Chalice Well Gardens, a really pretty garden that’s famous for some springs and some famous people that used to hang there. So many pretty flowers and bugs! I found bumblebees and dragonflies and butterflies and hoverflies and oh my π
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We stopped for lunch at an old farm that is now a museum. Soup is good food π
There were some cool chickens in the yard, but they were a bit too shy to come say hello…
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The rest of the day was spent browsing through a few shops that were still open, and then just wandering around town, which is really quite small, taking pictures of critters and things.
Phone booth full of plushies (no hedgehogs that we could see)…
Tower thingy in the middle of the town square.
Sunday was shopping day. Time to buy all the things we’d looked at the day before. A few more Christmas presents done π We went by the ruins of Glastonbury Abbey, where King Arthur was said to have been buried (turned out they were just making it up). The garden around there was nice, and there were lots and lots of dragonflies darting around. Too quick for me to catch, though π¦
We ended our stay in Glastonbury with two concerts, at something called the Glastonbury Extravaganza, which is held every year. This was not like any concert I’ve even been to before, this was a very laid-back affair. People brought lawnchairs and blankets, there was even a few barbeques, and there was no control of bags or anything. Totally relaxed and friendly π
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The first band, Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel, was unknown to us (although we’d heard one of their songs before, Make Me Smile). We really came to see the second band, which was Bryan Ferry doing some jazz stuff. Very cool. The Boy was very excited, but I don’t think The Girl knew any of the songs from before…
After the concerts the event was ended with fireworks, which was really fun because it was so close. I’ve only seen fireworks from a distance before. This time we almost got hit by falling remains π
Next morning we hopped on the bus to Bristol and then the train directly back to London, where we made one last pitstop and had dinner, before we headed for the airport.
As usual, the plane was delayed, and there was a slight mix-up with the gates, but now we’re finally in the air. On our way home! Will be good to get back to the rest of the family. I’m sure Hedgie and Red-Nose will keep the other kids awake for days with all the stories from this trip π
Bye bye, England! We’ll be back π