Where did the past two months go?!
-Kells
Finally back where I have internet access and can dish the dirt on my final weeks in Britain. It wasn’t hard to leave, but then again it’s not really hard for me to leave anywhere, a handy psychological byproduct of an extremely mobile lifestyle. Unfortunately for me, this trip represented the last of my traveling for a long time to come, and that was hard to think about, but I have to admit-what a way to go!
My favorite day trip out of London was to Bath, which is a gorgeous little city nestled in forrested hills so prettily it’s a miracle anyone could hate living there, but somehow Austen managed it. There’s no accounting for some people’s behavior (a life lesson re-impressed on this trip: there are in fact people in this world who really do have nothing better to do than be miserable…but I digress).

Bath Abbey is a fascinating building, and it had a motif along the front of Jacob’s Ladder with angels climbing up and down it, a style I’ve never seen before. There were also a million little sights to be seen in the city like the Royal Crescent and even private residences were fun to look at. We finished with a tour of the Roman Baths, and I even decided to “take the waters” a la any fashionable traveler of the last few hundred years. It tasted vile, but remember it’s supposed to be good for you; physicians used to prescribe gallons of the stuff a day. I feel bad for their patients.
















