Jane Austen! Georgette Heyer! They started my love affair with the romance genre. So, of course, I love the city of Bath. It’s their territory.
Darling Daughter told me I simply must take the tower tour of Bath Abbey. So I did and got this very picturesque shot of the city. I’m making it full sized so you can see the details. Can’t you picture your favorite Regency heroine strolling these streets?
Another shot from the Abbey’s roof: the Roman Baths and the Pump Room, pretty much as they would have looked in Bath Tangle–or so I like to think.
Of course I had to drink the waters, just like Ms. Heyer’s characters. Honestly, the stuff is nasty: it’s warm and very mineral-laden. Ugh! At least, the water fountain’s pretty.
To make up for the yucky water, I had tea at the Royal Crescent Hotel, in my own private parlor, thank you very much! I think we should institute the custom of afternoon tea in the U.S.
And here’s the Royal Crescent from the outside. Yes, it was gray and rainy, but that’s what makes the grass so vividly green.
Now that the Royal Wedding hysteria has died down, I’m ready to get on Expedia and book my next trip to the British Isles.