Stonehenge Salisbury Great Britain
Last year, I spent a week in England visiting my sandbox friend on his 50th birthday, whom I had not met for about 35 years. He was living in Ascot at the time and drove me everywhere. On one day we visitied Stonehenge. Instead of taking the bus like most of the people I walked there and back. I thought it was pretty bad how crowded it was. Masses pushed on paths that were separated around the stones. Only by a long distance you could watch everything which is understandable, considering what some idiots did there. The strange thing for me was that the energy and atmosphere became noticeable only at some distance. And so I took the picture, from far away towards the light and suddenly I could imagine how people were attracted to this magical place hundreds of years ago.