Camelot Is a Concept. Glastonbury’s Just Vibing

Spoiler: Excalibur was in the budget. ⚔️✨

Once Upon a Time in... Nowhere?

The legend of King Arthur, the OG Sword Boy and round table CEO, has lived rent-free in our brains for centuries. Knights, quests, damsels, magic — it’s a medieval cinematic universe.

But here's the twist: there’s zero archaeological proof Camelot ever existed. Nada. Zilch. Camelot is basically the literary Hogwarts of the Dark Ages.

Glastonbury Abbey: Where the Myth Got a Marketing Degree

Flash forward to the 12th century. Glastonbury Abbey — a major religious site in southwest England — had a PR problem after a devastating fire in 1184. Solution?

“Oops, look what we found!”
Bones. A cross. An inscription saying it’s Arthur and Guinevere.
Coincidence? More like medieval marketing genius.

The monks went full clickbait:

“Come visit the tomb of King Arthur himself!”
Cue the pilgrims, donations, and a legend reborn.

Too bad most historians today say it was 100% a hoax to raise funds. ✨Scam-a-lot✨, anyone?

The First Arthurian Fanfic

Let’s not forget: Arthur became famous thanks to Geoffrey of Monmouth and his Historia Regum Britanniae (1136). It was basically the Game of Thrones of its day — dramatic, fantastical, loosely based on reality.

Then came Chrétien de Troyes, giving us Lancelot, the Holy Grail, and more toxic knight drama than a medieval reality show.

By the time the Glastonbury Abbey tomb was “discovered,” the Arthurian brand was booming. Perfect timing, right?

But... It’s Still Magical, Isn’t It?

Glastonbury today is pure vibe: rolling hills, mystical energy, legends of the Holy Grail, and even whispers that Joseph of Arimathea planted the Glastonbury Thorn. It’s like someone shook a fairy tale snow globe and said, “Let’s make this real.”

Camelot might be fictional.
Arthur might be a mashup of multiple warlords.
But Glastonbury? That place knows how to keep the legend alive.

TL;DR:

• Camelot? Literary myth.

• Arthur’s tomb in Glastonbury? Probably a cash grab.

• Glastonbury Abbey? Stunning. Magical. Totally worth the pilgrimage — just don’t expect Merlin to photobomb your selfie.

Because in the end, it’s not about what’s real.
It’s about what we want to believe.

And who doesn’t want to believe in a king who pulls swords from stones and leads with ✨vibes✨?