Tours – Now I know why I hate them

We decided to join a tour from the hotel for Stonehenge, Bath, and the Windsor Castle (the second castle of Queen Elizabeth II). We figured that it would probably be easier to do a tour rather than have to figure out our way to Stonehenge and get lost again.
However, after finishing this tour, it reminded me of why I hate tours in the beginning. The whole tour was like herding cattles. We had only 30-40 minutes at each place to visit and we almost didn’t make it back to the bus when we were at Windsor Castle. We were lining up to see Queen Mary’s life size doll house, knowing that we only had 15 minutes left before we had to be back to the bus. So we figured we would be able to get into the room, do a quick run of the place and then sprint back to the bus. Nope, instead, we got in, had to leave because there was a huge lineup in the room itself and we still had to sprint back. I almost died on the way. We did make it back to the bus, but with half a breath left only. But all in all, we had a great time. Stonehenge was great. It was windy but you should see them in real life, those stones are huge. Some of them weighed over 50 tonnes (and a coach bus only weighs 13.5 tonnes).

On a different note: Dawn and Jiang you should be married by now. Congratulations. Hope the wedding was perfect and I am sure it was. We are sorry that we didn’t get to make it. But please send us the wedding pictures, dying to see them. =)