Today we swung by the oldest and largest occupied castle in the world, which also happens to be the official residence of the Queen of England.
Windsor is a really nice little town, but it is strangely (perhaps artificially) quiet. A bit eerie like Canberra. The train rolls in to deliver the tourists to Windsor, and then goes back the way it came - the town has its own dedicated train line that does not go anywhere else.
The town is very rich and upmarket. There is plenty of shopping, but probably nothing that the common person could afford. It remains a good example of the long English tradition of completely segregating the rich and the poor from one another. :)
The castle itself is absolutely magnificent, and huge. There is heaps to see even though half of the castle grounds and much of the castle is off limits, for obvious reasons.
One of the rooms in the castle is used for banquets for special occassions, and it is so long that the table seats something like 160 people.
There are all sort of famous paintings within the castle, e.g. Rembrandts. My favourites were a collection of drawings by Leonardo da Vinci - I love that guy.
There is also a massive chapel within the castle grounds in which many of the kings and queens are buried, including Henry VIII and, more recently, the Queen Mother.
I was hoping to catch a glimpse of the old lady but I guess she must have been inside having a nana nap.
I have also attached some photos we took when we checked out the Tate Modern (art gallery) the other day.
