So you add this up. Avon River runs through twenty-odd communities north and south of Amesbury. The folks around Amesbury have a herd of Auroch cows....a predominantly pre-historic breed, which is a pretty LARGE cow. All in existence at 8,820 BC (ten thousand years ago). It’s the dawn of a radical breed of man....who doesn’t wander around much and has taken to a stable life, real comforts, and trading (the first signs of capitalism).
The guys in Amesbury realize they’ve got the beef, and the trade...so build onto the commercial side. You throw up some stones, talk of moon cycles and mystic powers, and you got yourself a five-star draw. Folks come from days and weeks away....to see the whole thing, and munch down on some pretty good Auroch beef....grilled to perfection. Toss in some ale, and locally distilled whiskey, and it’s a man’s tourism dream.
Well, was it infested with Muslims and denizens of other third world crapholes as in London today?
Hotel room was very nice. Wifi in rooms is something that should be readily available in 8838BC, not just common areas. The restaurant was beyond disappointing. Staff were terrible. We were sat at a table for four - there were 2 of us and our infant in a high chair. Extra place settings including all flint knives were left on table and never removed (made worse given we had a small child). We were not asked if we would like more drinks. When waiter asked about our food he did so rushing by our table and didn’t even look at us for a reply. The aurochs was inedible and we left most of it. There was enough salt in it for a month supply. After sitting with napkins on plates and a crying baby for 10 min unable to get the attention of staff my husband and baby left the table so we wouldn’t miss the sacrifice at 8. I waited a further 5 min before moving to the lounge. Eventually I was able to get the waiter who said, I’d just asked my colleagues if you’d asked for the bill. The service was so terrible it is unlikely we will ever return to a Stonehenge Inn.
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We call that "ice".
In ancient times...
Hundreds of years before the dawn of history
Lived a strange race of people... the Druids
No one knows who they were or what they were doing
But their legacy remains
Hewn into the living rock... Of Stonehenge
and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats . . . .