In 2005 my family decided to go to Dorset for our summer holiday. When there, l said that I wasn't going all that way and not going to Stonehenge. So, we looked at all our options and decided that we would go on Thursday of that week. Thursday came, and off we trundled. All of us loved looking at the stones, however it was a blisteringly hot day, and the site was really busy. The kids were getting whiney, and wanted to get out of the crowds. I had promised my sister Sarah, my mum, and my brother Richard a postcard while I was here.