Hi there,

John and I also went to Glastonbury. We climbed the Tor. I had the impression we could wander around hiking inside this National Trust property, but that is apparently only allowed if you are a cow or sheep. If so, you can wander freely and leave whatever you like behind...watch where you step! I found it interesting that the people who climbed the nearly vertical Tor sat anywhere, without any obvious care to make sure they weren't putting any part of their bodies into a cow pie. Disappointingly, we did not have a mystical experience, unless you count the fact that the bus barreled up the hill like a racecar and miraculously did not knock down any of the stone walls that at times seemed to be inside the bus.

Here several cars and the bus seem to be in a tizzy as to who actually gets to drive in the lane. I think the bus won.


The view was nice though. There was also a very handy map to show what you were looking at while you enjoyed the view. The above photo shows Glastonbury.
As an American, I continued to be amazed at the amount of two way traffic that could speed around corners, up hills and through roads wide enough only for one car without touching each other or the buildings that seemed to be built in the middle of the narrow roads just on the curve as you go up the nearly vertical hill in 1st gear. Driving was definitely what I will remember most about England! The above photo shows our Ford Fiesta on the lane to our B and B, from John's perspective as the navigator. John asked the silly question, "Is it a one-way road?" To which the hostess replied, "Oh, no, but we hardly get more than one car per hour"...as you can see below, that was a bit inaccurate... It was a beautiful B and B on a working farm, and the hosts were very friendly and wonderful gardeners.

We went canoeing on the Kennet and Avon Canal (boating traffic goes on the RIGHT side of the waterway...the chap who rented us the canoe was not amused by my enquiry) and met some very polite ducks. This friend just waited quietly and expectantly for the morsels he knew would fall from our chocolate digestive biscuits...well, he didn't know me very well. There was lots of good duck food right there in the canal...although the water was a bit murky...food might be hard to find.

It was, of course, a canal with a lock AND a low bridge together! We only went 10 miles though...

Cheers! Tina