Manx For The Memories!

Had a wonderful visit with me long-time mate and his wife in London. They showed me all around town. One stop was Stonehenge. We traveled though a harsh rainstorm and raced the sun to get there. Once we got in line or the que, there was a fellow American at the ticket window suppossedly buying tickets to get in. Now the place is about to close for a special group of people who got permission to go inside the henge and watch the sunset. After what seemed like an eternaty or close to it, the young lady with an American accent leaves the que! She wasn't even going to buy a ticket? What the--?! Typical. In any case we get up to the window and the sales person says, "You're students, yeah?" I'm like, no. She clears thoat and nods very slowly, "you are students, yes." "Oh, yes. Yes we are!" We dash through the gate and run all the way around the henge with cameras a blazin'. Then we stood there and just gazed at it. The sun went down casting long shadows over the green. Nice one!

(PLEASE DO NOT DELETE DUE TO MY CHUNKY ARMS. CHEERS!)