Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Stonehenge and Bath

July 2012

This trip doesn't really count as solitary travel, even if it did start that way. Due to the location of Stonehenge, right by a highway without access other than by road, I decided it'd be simpler to take a tour, especially since there is one that leaves from Cambridge. It ended up being a great option for this particular trip. The tour guide knew a ton of interesting things about Stonehenge (and was much more enjoyable to listen to than the audio tour) and about Bath. Also, I ended up making a travel buddy along the way... so one less solitary journey. ;)


Honestly, when our tour guide began telling us the theories about how Stonehenge was made, my first impression was that these people were absolutely crazy. I mean, they used several types of stone all found in different location, the furthest ones were transported 240 km while the largest stones, although closer, weighed up to 40 tons and probably took 200 plus people dragging (the wheel hadn't reached England yet), maybe on logs, over 12 days to move them to their new location. And that's just because they insisted on using these particular stones found in very specific locations. And that's only the part of the story where they moved the massive stones. The actual construction of Stonehenge only adds to the insanity of the lengths these ancient people went through to create what, a glorified calendar? (Stonehenge lovers, don't freak, my opinion does change)

As archeological evidence from the capital-sized city the creators of Stonehenge probably lived in shows, the people quite easily made a just as useful calendar out of logs in the center of town. Our tour guide described the likely scenario for the actual use of Stonehenge. In addition to being a spiritual temple type site, with its special stone that glitters once a year when the sunrise hits it exactly on the summer solstice, and perhaps believed to have healing or other mystical qualities, it was likely a massive graveyard, the resting place for the ashes of the people of the city, scattered at Stonehenge once a year in a ceremony during the winter solstice. Stonehenge was well removed from the city, likely due both to its significance and its use as a place for the dead, while the wooden, living, version was in the center of daily city life.


It seems like so much effort to go through for a calendar. Of course, it was much more than that to the people who built it, but still.... an awful lot of trouble. But, on the other hand, it represents a lot more. I mean, I still am in a bit of shock that people would go through such lengths to create something like this, but maybe I shouldn't be. Maybe, instead, I should be angry that people, as a collective, don't still think such endeavors are worthwhile. It was an incredibly feat of effort and ingenuity and an amazing display of belief and passion. (To be fair, we don't know how the actual labors were treated, but with the large proportion of people needed to move the stones in relation to the number of people who likely lived in the city, I'd like to think there was more of a communal aspect to this project than to many of history's other great architectural achievements.)

As to my impressions of Stonehenge itself, it really is incredible. You can't help but appreciate the significance of the place. I can understand the spiritual connection many feel there. Of course, it was raining. It was also absolutely freezing (in July!) and I was definitely not wearing enough layers. But, the weather only seemed to add to the effect of the atmosphere. It was mysterious and a bit mystical. I know it was originally meant as a calendar requiring the sun to work effectively, but I really couldn't imagine Stonehenge any other way. The gloom just fit.


The lands around Stonehenge were really pretty, with large grassy hills and fields full of flowers. On a nicer day I would have loved to explore. But, as it was, I was more than happy to get back on the bus and head to Bath. (Luckily, it was a bit warmer and the rain had mostly stopped.)

I didn't know what Bath looked like before going there and I was really curious as to why everyone told me it was a must-see location. I did not have to wait long for that answer. Upon approaching you could see mountains covered in houses, it was breathtaking. I definitely would not mind living in one of those houses!
Once into the city we saw lines of buildings all looking quite similar and made from the same Bath stone (both due to city laws). This gave the whole place a charming feel, transporting you back to the Georgian era, the era of Jane Austen. (I really should read Northanger Abbey, a satire of Bath society Austen wrote while living there)

   Everything in Bath had a sense of continuity, simultaneously giving the place a feel of grandness (I mean, imagine if the lines of houses were all one) and smallness (there was a sameness that gave things a familiar feel, as if you really weren't going far). And absolutely everything was inspired by the Roman empire, from the columns on the houses, to the Colosseum shaped ring of houses called The Circus, to the bridge taken from unwanted Italian blueprints,... Rome was clearly the prevalent theme.

Roman Baths and Bath Abbey
I enjoyed strolling around the city. It was quaint and relaxing. While looking down side streets filled with little shops and pubs you could often still catch a glimpse of the house-strewn hills in the distance. I absolutely love it. I also joined my tour group for a quick tour of the sites a bit further from the city center. These were the famous rows of houses, The Circus and the Royal Crescent.


The buildings were amazing, yes, but living there... I don't know. It costs millions of pounds to live one of these places and while the view is nice and the prestige of living in a famous location might be nice, think of the restrictions! You can't remodel or alter the architecture in any way, you can't post signs and such (one hotel had to plant a tree to let guests know where it was because signage is not allowed). On top of it all, you have tourists constantly outside, taking pictures, likely including you every once and a while, making noise, and just generally gawking at your place of residence. I'm not really sure it would be worth it....

On that note,... I had a great trip to Stonehenge and Bath and would definitely recommend. The tour was well suited for this particular trip. The experience in both locations were definitely enhanced by the knowledge of a tour guide. I would love to go back to Bath and perhaps, weather permitting, explore the surrounding countryside.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Solitary Travels: King's Lynn


July 2012

With my dissertation handed in and my friends either heading home or still working on research I decided to take some day trips. So, I began with Kings Lynn. Only a 1 hour train ride outside of Cambridge it made for a good introduction into solitary traveling. Equipped with a book (my first Agatha Christie novel actually) and an umbrella (this is England after all) I headed out.

By now I have the trains pretty figured out so that wasn't a problem. When I reached my destination, however, I realized I really hadn't done any research or planning. A website had suggested Kings Lynn as a nice day trip from Cambridge and I had purchased my train ticket in advance. But, beyond that, I had nothing figured out. I didn't know what sites to see, if there were any well known restaurants or any interesting historical facts. I didn't even know that King's Lynn is a port city in Norfolk county (pretty bad, I know).

There's nothing wrong with going someplace without a plan. Doing it when you're on your own, however, can cause some difficulties, as I did find out. But, ultimately wandering served me well. Although, I did end up with a map of King's Lynn and key attractions after I found the tourist information center.

Upon first arriving in King's Lynn and making my way to the city centre, I was immediately disappointed. It was just a big shopping area. I made my way to the Tuesday Market and was again disappointed. There was little variety in the stalls set up and very little personality. The feel of the place was just like going to a strip mall or something. Big and boring. The shopping area was literally just shops with a few scattered benches. It really made me appreciate the Cambridge city centre with it's pubs and colleges and colorful daily market interspersed among the shops. It has an identity, whereas the King's Lynn shopping area could have been anywhere.

I was pretty ready to give up but I knew I should give the place a chance so I followed some signs and walked around. It was when I got out of the shopping centre with its crowds of people and clothing sales that I actually saw King's Lynn. 


I walked out of town through a street lined on both sides with old brick buildings. Turning the corner I was suddenly at a church- King's Lynn Minster. Just beyond it was the South Quay (quay = wharf) along the River Great Ouse. As I said before, I hadn't known King's Lynn was a maritime city so finding the wharf was definitely a pleasant surprise. Later in the day I made me way back there to read on a bench with a great view of the river. The cool breeze made it a great spot to relax. 

As I continued exploring the trend seemed to be old stone buildings and structures. In a small garden were the remnants of a friary built in the 13th century.


Near the Greyfriars Tower was the local library. Libraries are everywhere so you wouldn't expect this to be anything special but, true to form, this too was a beautiful stone. I would love to go read in a library like that!



Within a huge park, filled with people chatting and taking strolls, there was a Gothihc style church and a 15th century Chapel. Outside of the chapel, which honestly looked more like a fort, I was stopped by a Jesuit trying to promote creationism. That led to an interesting conversation, to say the least. I think I managed to hold my own, although I'm sure neither of us walked away with altered views.


My favorite place is not something that would be found on any tourist map. It's someplace I just happened upon. I found an old church. I know I've already mentioned quite a few old churches, but this one was different. The church was clearly still in use and was surrounded by a small cemetery. I've always loved churches with the cemeteries right around them. The headstones are not in straight lines or all the same shape like huge cemeteries are today. They're personalized and become part of the landscape of the church, where people continue to worship. I've always been a little drawn to that type of cemetery. What made me like this one even more, however, was its location. This church was right in the middle of lines of apartment buildings. People were cycling home, going for walks with their pets, drying clothes outside their windows... they were living their lives, all with this cemetery right next to them. It was actually rather beautiful to see.


Overall, I really enjoyed King's Lynn. I'm definitely glad I didn't give up upon first entering the city centre. I would have missed out on a lot of interesting sites! With the success of this first solitary day trip I'm sure more will follow shortly.