From the train window on the way to Fishbourne. Possibly Arundel Castle? |
Was this the weather the Romans had encountered when they first arrived here in AD 43, or was it cold and rainy and they wished they had stayed home?
From the train window on the way to Fishbourne. Fields of rapeseed. |
I have no idea what I was expecting. Should Fishbourne Roman Palace be some towering structure on a 1500-foot hill overlooking all of Sussex? That would not have surprised me, but it was not the case.
Walking down the steps from the train station I found myself in a residential area. There was a small sign pointing down the street.
I passed typical English brick houses, then a schoolyard with uniformed children playing. More houses. Was I going in the wrong direction? Then another sign. Visitors to the school should park in the Roman Palace parking lot. Okay. I was on the right road.
I found the parking lot. Oh joy. There were some buildings. But they didn’t look like a palace.
I entered the glass doors. On my right was the gift shop (always my favorite section of any place I visit) and on the left was the museum with artifacts and historical information. In front of me were the mosaic floors. I immediately knew I was in heaven.
This was the moment I had been dreaming of for… how many years… I really don’t know… a long, long time.
I took my first class in the archaeology certificate program at UCLA in 2004. I was immediately hooked. The following year I was asked to identify my area of primary interest. In order to answer the question I thought about a school excursion when I was very young to a site where mosaics were being excavated. I have no idea where that could have been. Certainly not Fishbourne, as that was not open to the public until 1968.
Without really thinking, my answer was Roman mosaics. I don’t even know where that came from as I had not thought about that school expedition for decades. But it seemed right. Somehow, out of the deepest corner of my memory this had surfaced. And from that moment on Roman mosaics became my obsession and interest.
On trips to Italy and Greece since then I had seen ancient mosaics in situ and they were wonderful. But to see them in my home country, real Roman mosaics, was beyond words. So I won’t attempt to explain the feeling here.
Fishbourne is the largest and earliest Roman Villa in England. After the initial conquest there were wooden buildings in the area. To make a longer story shorter, the Palace was built over those foundations between AD 75 and 80, probably for the British King of that area, Togidubnus, who was loyal to Rome.
Fishbourne Roman Villa. Walkway overlooking mosaics on both sides. |
Unfortunately for us, the town of Fishbourne—complete
with modern houses, shops, and the A259 highway—is built over half of the
Villa. From time to time artifacts are dug up from the homeowners’ gardens so
the extent of the Palace is known.
Fishbourne Roman Palace. Another shot of the walkway. |
Before looking at the mosaics, I purchased the booklet Fishbourne Roman Palace, An Illustrated Family Guide by David Rudkin. This really enhanced my visit as it is written from the point of view of Togidubnus, as if he was giving visitors from the future a tour of his home.
I will end part one here. To read Part Two of this blog post, click here.
(Photos copyright roslyn m wilkins)
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