We started off our weekend with the idea that we would visit Stonehenge on Saturday after the market. So, we decided to go to the Portobello Street market. It’s a giant flea/farmers/random stuff market that stretches for a good ½ mile to a mile. There was so much stuff everywhere. James, Ryan, and I got £10 pocket watches and Panda and I were on the lookout for purses (which we still do not have). There was a guy selling old cameras, so many different scarves, glassware, random crafts; it was all so colorful and crowded and gigantic, it was wonderful. The second half of the market had a lot of food and we all got some very cheap vegetables (including some okra). Once we were all done there, we headed over to the Duke of York market (the one near us) and bought a few things including pies and dried mangos. While we were at the Portobello market, we decided that while we probably could make it there and back to Stonehenge, we could also go Sunday. So the rest of Saturday was spent working on presentations and watching internet TV. Sunday, we got up early-ish but did not get moving for quite awhile due to our very slow guys friends. Putting it lightly, Amanda almost killed them. We made it to the train station, bought tickets, rode a little train to Channing Cross, waited for a half hour, indulged in smoothies, and hot drinks before our real train arrived and we were off. The train takes you to Salisbury and Stonehenge is about six miles away. Luckily for us, we found a Stonehenge tour bus. It drove you through Salisbury and up to Stonehenge. It was quite a fabulous tour, the only real problem was a group of Portuguese (Amanda said it wasn’t Spanish, I knew it wasn’t Italian, so we settled on Portuguese) who, I’m guessing, couldn’t understand the English tour and just talked through it very loudly. We passed by Old Sarum which was the old town of Salisbury when it was on a hill (it moved because there was no water source in the town. We also passed by Amesbury which is a town that has grown up within a Stonehenge like site. Eventually we got to Stonehenge, walked around, listened to a complementary audio tour, passed a grinning pagan woman with a head on a staff. We snooped around in the shop, bought some trinkets and waited around for the bus to come pick us up. While we were waiting, we went down to an archeological dig that was going on and one of the diggers gave us a little tour. He told us about the possible use for Stonehenge. How there used to be a wood henge farther up the Avon which could have represented the land of the living. During the winter solstice, they would bring the remains of those who had died by boat up to where Stonehenge was, and then carry them over land and up the hill to Stonehenge, the land of the dead. It was extremely interesting and well worth while.