The famous song is about the 'White Cliffs of Dover', but that is an immense understatement, for the entire coast, from around Dover, all the way to the Jurassic Coast near Cornwall is one range of cliffs made of chalk and dropping well over 100 metres vertically into the sea, like a necklace around Southern England. The land of grassy low hills behind the cliffs is dotted with proud provincial towns of Gothic cathedrals and sturdy castles, towns of which the reputation and historical importance by far exceeds the size: Oxford, the city of world-renowned research and learning, Stratford-upon-Avon, the home town of Shakespeare, Windsor, the city of British Royalty, Bath, centred around its hot water sources which were already put to full use by the Romans, Salisbury, with the highest cathedral spine in all Britain. One by one, these are cities with an extraordinary contribution to world cultural history. Saxons and Normans fought for control over England at Hastings in 1066, but finally merged into an English language and identity, which ended up having an immense impact on humanity, planet-wide. Long before people even became conscious of the planetary dimension, they were already measuring the movements of sun and moon and stars, and created mystical stone circles and burial mounds at Stonehenge and Avebury, in search and in veneration of thoughts and believes we have not really figured out until today. Then, it is easier to dive into the rural simplicity of the wool villages of stone in the Cotswolds, stretching between Stratford and Bath. Or to take a long walk in the sea breeze, (not all too closely) along the edge of the tall white cliffs behind which this formidable Southern England generously spreads out its richness of culture, history and natural attraction.