After a quick goodbye we piled into the car to head North. James warned us that the area around Stonehenge would probably be wall to wall traffic - just hate it when he's right ;). However, I felt Patrick HAD to see it. I know most Brits think it is just a pile of rocks and it maybe but you have to marvel at the ability of man at that time (with no heavy machinery) to set those huge rocks on top of each other. If you look at it from that stand point it is rather amazing.
This picture shows barely any cars but just getting to this point was a lesson in patience. We were running late due to the stop/start traffic so we were unable to get out and walk around. But we managed a few good shots from the car (even if the chain link fence was in the way).
Thankfully Patrick had packed his Harry Potter cd's. So we popped in "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" which certainly made sitting in traffic and driving up North much more bearable. Patrick and I had finished the 7th Harry Potter book but felt there had been too much time between 6 & 7 that we forgot things from the 6th book. Jon had never read it so all of us enjoyed listening to it (so much so that Jon ask Patrick to leave the rest of the cd's with him when we left England - Patrick left him what he thought was enough [he still wanted to listen to the rest as well] but Jon got through that rather quickly. He said is going to buy the 6th book and read it on the plane because he wants to know how it ends!)
The drive up North was a long one and we had booked a last minute reservation at the Rook Residence B&B in Shelf. Our hostess was a quite charming woman originally from Holland. We decided to drive into Bradford for dinner. Both Patrick and I were shocked by the difference between the South where Becky lives and this part of England. Much more industrial and it just seemed grayer, more dark and rather depressing. I'm sure there were lovely parts to it but we just didn't see those.
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