North of the Wall. Also, Imperial Badassery

The reason for the lack of posting in the last few days is that I’m currently in Britain having fun with the locals. Yesterday we drove from Manchester to Glasgow and stopped to visit Hadrian’s Wall.
Seeing the wall provoked a number of thoughs, such as:

  • invading a place and cutting it halfway with a stone wall 7 feel thick and a few meter high and protecting it with a stupid numbers of watchtowers will be from now on my own metric of Imperial Badassery.
  • it takes an implausible amount of stone to build something like this.
  • sure lots of workers must have died to build it. Badass-o-meter off the scale.
  • romans made AMAZING mortar. How it sustained 2000 years of horrible Cumbrian/Northumberlandish weather is impressive.
  • sure Caledonia (Scotland nowadays) must have been really inhospitable to Romans to wall it off and not bothering to conquer it (ok, Antonine’s wall was built later and further up north because apparently they had afterthoughts about Lothian, the Borders and Inverclyde. Antonine never went up there, and if he did he wouldn’t have bothered)
  • I expected to see “ROMANES EUNT DOMVS” written on it. My expectations not being met, I resisted and managed not to vandalize it.

Pretty pictures once I get back to the continent…