On Friday, I traveled nearly two hours from London to see rocks. These famous rocks make up the mysterious Stonehenge. I wasn’t terribly impressed. I understand how it is an amazing feat that nearly 4,000 years ago, men were able to transport and raise these rocks to form a circle. However, the circle is small and you’re not allowed to walk inside it.
The Salisbury Cathedral with a spire of 404 feet made up for how uninspiring Stonehenge is. The Gothic cathedral has stained glass displaying the stories of the bible and flying buttresses reminiscent of Notre Dame. The archways that seemed to go on forever and the marble columns added to the already splendid interior.
One interesting sight in the Cathedral is the grave of a boy who was born in May and died in February of the same year. It turns out that this particular infant was born in the year that the calendar changed and as a result, the months were turned back in time.
The best-preserved copy of the Magna Carta is housed in the “Chapter Room” of the cathedral. It must’ve been one big hand cramp to write the same words four times, since the writing is so small.
After the tour of the cathedral, my friends and I headed off to lunch. I tried my first jacket potato and it was delicious. I ordered it simply with cheddar and it hit the spot. It wasn’t heavily salted, yet it was still flavorful.

Salisbury Cathedral was built in the 13th century and it only took 38 years, which in Medieval times, was a feat.
We then meandered the village and to be honest, Salisbury is quite small. Several pubs and boutiques dot the main the streets and not much more.
One shop did catch our attention: a chocolate shop. I am openly a chocoholic. I adore all things chocolate and would probably live in a palace of chocolate if it were possible. Therefore, I had to order the “Ultimate Chocolate Experience” hot chocolate.
It was very rich, but not too heavy. It was bitter, but not to the point where I couldn’t handle it. It was a perfect cocoa concoction. While I wouldn’t call it the “ultimate experience,” it certainly was delicious.
By 3:30, it was time to head home. While the sun set on the Salisbury horizon, four coach buses headed back toward London, our new home.

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