Last year we did a trip to the UK and spend some time tracking down locations that my ancestors came from. My Great Grandfather, on my mother's side, originally came from a town called Newbury in Berkshire and his parents remained there when he emigrated to NZ in 1886. We had in our possession a number of postcards featuring Newbury scenes from the late 1800's that his parents had sent to him in NZ.
We spent a fun afternoon tracking down buildings and bridges trying to recreate the same shots as originally taken. Most structures were still there, many looking largely unchanged. We happened to park next to the local museum and began by asking them if they knew where a building called "Cloth Hall" was located. Their answer was "go through the door at the end and you're standing in it" 🙂
As a child, I was always fascinated when my parents took us to castles and so on. I would stand on the battlements and wonder at all the people who had stood on that spot when the castle was 'live'. When I visited Hadrian's Wall, I was lost in a world of my own for ages wondering about all those legionaries who had stood there staring out into the wilds of Hibernia, awaiting attack!
Yet some people will just look at things like that and go "oh yes. Nice. Next!"