Bathed in the Glory of the Baths
- Margaret Raabe
- Dec 30, 2017
- 3 min read
Get it.. bathed in the glory..we went to Bath to see the Roman Baths. I am funny I swear. Anyways, today we made an early morning trek to Bath, UK. It was about a 3 hour drive both ways and a full coach this time around. I woke up a tad late and that meant no breakfast.
We hopped on the coach, since I was one of the last to get on the bus (I had to pee), Erin and I actually sat in the front behind the driver. This was cool because you could see a lot from there. Once we were off, our nice, extremely British tour guide began telling us some facts on the way out of London. My personal favorite was about a bar on the way out called Famous Three Kings, it was apparently named after Elvis, Henry VIII and King Kong. Who knows.
Anyway, a couple uncomfortable naps later, we arrived in Bath. We did a short little driving tour on the coach of the city and ended at the bus drop off near the city's center. We walked into the main square, and BAM there was a huge cathedral.
We walked past, and got in line to go into the museum of the Roman Baths.
Ok, so quick history lesson. The baths are the only naturally occurring hot springs on the continent. A serious of groups of people enjoyed the baths, but the most notable were the Romans. The Romans built a huge luxury hotel (for lack of better words) over and around the hot springs to bath in.
The museum kept in tack the ruins of this building around the baths and the baths themselves.
That's it, enough history. Anyway we went through the museum with those sticks that you plug in the number on the sign in and it talks to you. We saw the Baths themselves, a bunch of ruins and diagrams.
Once we toured the baths Amelia, Erin and I headed out in the city. We grabbed a bite to eat and toured around the town.
After looking around, we went into the Abbey with our CCSA group. The Abbey was torn down, re-built, bombed and rebuilt again. My two favorite facts about this Abbey are that: 1. It use to be twice the current size if you can believe it, and 2. The stain glass window you see in the back on the pictures was bombed out during WW1. The town was so dis trout about it that they went and picked up all the pieces of glass they could find and put them in a bag. THEN a relative of the original artist and his son spent years and years and rebuilt the entire wall. Sixty percent of it was from the glass the town picked up and saved that was reconstructed.
Once we saw the Abbey, looked around a bit more, we headed back to the bus. Another 3 hours of uncomfortable attempts at sleep later, we were back at the hotel.
After finishing our homework, I went out to adventure for food by myself. I walked all around the hotel in the rain, but it was about 9 o'clock and everything was wither closed or extremely expensive. Returning empty handed, here I am!
Tomorrow we are touring the National Portrait Gallery and the Shard. I plan to head over to St. Paul's Cathedral for mass and then I believe we are going to a pub and then out with the CCSA group to watch the New Years firework display!
I probably won't post until the New Year so have a great one!
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