I know just how you feel.
Coming from Boston, Bandeeto and I thought we were all ready for history.
And London just sort of pummeled us into meek awe.
Don't try to squeeze in Paris--you don't have enough time to love London enough. There is so much of it to love.
If you must get out of the city for a bit, go see the Cotswolds--you can swing past Stonehenge en route. Sarum was better than Stonehenge.
Drink the local stuff--ask the guy who runs the Pub what is local. Some pubs carry stuff made by brewies just down the road a bit, that you can't get anywhere else in the world. Don't miss the chance.
Bath was good. Oxford was a total waste of time--too hard to get inside without a student contact.
Got to go through that photo album again now . . .
Best thing ever--Bourton on the Hill has a bird place--I can't remember the name--a place where they keep hawks and falcons and owls. We were there on a cool misty May morning, and they flew the birds, and it was breathtakingly pretty--but perhaps a bit different in January.
And I bought a wool coat at Filkins Woolen Mill and Museum that I still wear daily. Great to see/hear those old steam looms in action.
Do NOT try to drive in London. The transit is excellent, and the driving was way way worse than driving in Boston. The rest of the trip was easy driving, as soon as we were out of the city. But the 45 minutes behind the wheel in London were the most stressful part of the entire trip. If we had to do it again, we'd take a train or a boatride out of the city, and rent the car outside it somewhere.
Warwick Castle and Longleat were terriffic.