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After an afternoon at Stourhead Gardens, it was off to the Airbnb for the night... However, I happened to be passing the area of a very famous landmark, and with a bit of luck and perfect timing, I was able to run in and catch one of the last busses.
It was amazing to be at such a famous and yet mysterious landmark. I know I keep saying this, but I just never thought I'd see it for myself. Yet, here I was, staring up at the perfectly balanced rock formations. Since it was the end of the day and the end of the tourist season, there were not a lot of other tourists around. Just a few photographers and a couple family groups. I took my time wandering around, taking pictures from every angle, while also staying behind the rope line.
I made sure to grab a postcard for my collection, wandered about the visitor center for a bit, then it was off to the cutest farmhouse/airbnb.
