Dover Castle
Lessons from Friday:
1. I would not do well fighting a war. I am such a chicken, I could barely handle the simulated bomb noises and flickering lights.
2. I am getting better with my fear of heights. I guess I'm okay as long as I am not in a huge Ferris wheel :)
3. They are called cliffs because you have to CLIMB them.
We went to Dover Friday. We met at the campus to take a coach (charter bus) at 9:15. Getting up to catch that bus was one of the earliest times I have gotten up since I got here. That's when you know you have a good class schedule :) On the way, we had no idea what was beyond the side of the road. The fog was so thick it looked like a gray wall was put up on the side of the road. I was very worried we would get caught in the rain and not see much of anything.
When we got there, it was still very foggy. A few of the others started talking about the movie Shutter Island because the fog made the castle look like it was straight from that movie. I tried to get pictures, but none were very good. Once we got onto the grounds, we were able to look out over the English Channel, but again, it was too foggy to see much of anything.
We went directly to the Secret Wartime Tunnels, and were brought right into a small room to watch a video. It gave some history on the tunnels, and it told us what to do in case there was an emergency while we were in them. (After the whole "terror warning" thing, I found myself paying much closer attention to this. I am my mother's daughter!) We were also told we could not take pictures while in the tunnels. That kind of bummed me out, because I really felt they were one of the most interesting parts of the day. That's saying something because we had a pretty interesting day!
When you are first brought into the tunnels, you are warned that there will be loud bomb sounds, and the lights will flicker and go out. You are also told what to do if you feel too uncomfortable to go on. I got a little nervous then. I didn't even think about being too scared to continue through the tunnel. I think that's the power of suggestion. Luckily, I was never that scared.
The tunnels begin with a tour of the medical ward. The walk-through is accompanied by a recording. You walk through the rooms following the path of a wounded RAF pilot as he is brought into the ward and taken to surgery. Each room has its own recording of typical conversations that would go on in that part of the tunnel. The further we went, the more nervous I was getting. I was okay during the bomb sounds, but wen the lights went out (for only about 5 seconds) my heart started racing. I couldn't help but think of the people who actually spent the war in those tunnels. Hearing bombs going off and not knowing what kind of horrible things could be happening just outside would be absolutely terrifying. I would never make it.
The second part of the tour was further down into the cliffs. It was where a lot of military planning went on. Most famously, it was where the "Miracle of Dunkirk" was orchestrated in 1940. One of the first things we saw in that level was the military telephone exchange room. It had a lot of switchboards women would sit at and use to connect calls between Dover and the many different military and government offices. The guide told us the summers would get so hot and humid, water would actually drip from the walls and ceiling. Then, the women would have to wear coats in the winter because it was bitterly cold. Again, I don't think I could handle all that on top of being afraid for my life in the actual war.
Next, we got to watch a short movie on the Dunkirk evacuation, and see where that plan was created. Then we saw the rooms in which actual war planning took place. There were replicas of tables and maps that would have been used to track targets during the war. With little models on the maps and even a red telephone used to talk to Churchill in the corner, it was easy to just imagine men shuffling papers and pointing at maps talking about hitting targets and evacuating men from the field.
Once we left the tunnels, we had almost four hours of time to ourselves. We headed over to the actual tower part of the castle to explore. Basically, the tower is a very high spiral staircase that leads to different levels and rooms. We started by walking all the way to the top and walking onto the roof. Each corner of the roof had a place that let you go even higher. Surprisingly, I wasn't really scared of the height on the roof. I was able to walk right to the edge and look out without a second thought. I'm getting better about that I guess! There was one point when Sam wanted a cool picture of one of us leaning out while the other took a picture, and I was a little afraid to do that. I was more worried about being the one to take the picture for fear of dropping her camera. At that point this really rude lady I didn't know said, "Um, that's what the strap on the end is for. You wrap it around your wrist." As if I didn't already realize that? I'm not an idiot, and I hate when people talk to me like I am...ugh. Anyway...
After touring around the castle, we ate lunch and decided to go see the White Cliffs. It took a while for us to figure out how to get there. We had to walk down a very large set of stairs, and then walk even further downhill on a path. We figured out how to get to the town, and decided to walk until we could see the cliffs. We finally saw some, and I started taking pictures thinking that might be it, but we continued down the street to try and find a better view. We ended up walking down what seemed to be a back alley, and I was a little nervous. It was like an old alleyway with these huge majestic cliffs behind it. Finally, we found a pedestrian path and decided to see how far we could get before we had to go back.
The path up was insane. I didn't realize when we started, but it was actually taking us to the top of one of the cliffs. It was a pretty steep uphill climb that seemed to last forever. When we finally got to the top, though, I realized it was definitely worth it. The view was amazing. We could see other cliffs on both sides, rolling hills and Dover Castle in the distance behind us, and the Port of Dover and the English Channel in front of us. It really was great.
The walk back down was a lot easier than the walk up :) When we got back toward the Castle, though, we had to walk back up the pathway and stairs we came down in the beginning. It really was uphill both ways! When we finally made it back to the Castle, I got to take better pictures without as much fog...
...They were much better :) In the end, it was a very exhausting, but incredibly amazing day. It was great to be able to see in person a place I have heard my Dad talk about. It is yet another place I've seen that is so rich in history. It won't be the last, either, because next weekend we have a three-day trip to Stonehenge, Bath, Oxford, and Windsor. I can't wait!
~Taylor