We drove to Salisbury to find wifi which was at Hungry Jacks and I bought some clean socks at M&S. We walked past the cathedral. Then we left, and found Stonehenge. Which was so wonderfully strange. You're driving along, looking at maps, and you look up and it's suddenly right in front of you in real life. It was raining really hard, so the getting out of the car and taking photos of it was not that great. So although it's stupidly tragic that Stonehenge is surrounded by roads, I think the experience of finding it on the side of the highway, like a truck stop or a big pineapple or an alien spaceship or something, is pretty wonderful.
Then we went to Chawton and I visited Jane Austen's house. AMAZING. It was quiet and pretty and full of treasures. It's manned by lovely volunteers who sit around quietly and read books.
Then we went to some boring motel for the last night of our England part. In the morning we drove to London, refilled the car, returned the car, pulled our suitcases back to Earl's Court, took pictures with the TARDIS, of which I have none. No photos. Weird. Caught train back to Heathrow, hung around a little while and then flew BA to South Africa overnight. The plane was half empty! and therefore it was the best flight we had. I moved over to an empty row and spread out and managed to doze a little.
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