Friday, March 24, 2006

25/2/06 Weekend at Bath











We hired a car, a beautiful 6 gear purgeout (bit different to a lada), and headed off for a weekend at Bath. Getting out of London was a nightmare. We started off on Saturday morning at Mayfair (in the centre of town) and via Clapham, it took 2.5 hrs to get to the freeway heading out of town. Driving in London is so scary, with hardly any street signs, hundreds of big red busses, crazy taxis, lanes that just stop and traffic jams everywhere. Once we got out of London it was great, beautiful green rolling countryside, farms, horses, sheep, fresh air...

Stopped at Stonehenge for a bit of cultural heratige. Pretty impressive, very very cold!

Then headed to Bath which was so beautiful. We stayed at the YMCA (yes they were playing the song), and headed off for a few drinks. Found a cute pub and ended up playing fuseball with a couple of locals.

Walked around town (the buildings were so pretty at night) and ended up in an indian resteraunt overlooking the riverside and city... so nice.

Sunday morning we went to the Roman Baths, it was an excellent museum that has preserved the baths to their original condition. They have heaps of stuff on display that people threw in the baths like old roman jewlelry and weapons. You can't go in them, but for 50p you can drink a glass. It tastes like warm bore water.

After the museum we just waked around Bath for ages. Gem got a cold, so was pumped up on cold and flu tablets. The buildings were so georgeous (did I say that already?), and all the shops were so cute. We went along the river and felt like we were walking along a postcard, it was so nice. We even found some cute little ducks. Got to the top and lounged in the park at Royal Court, then headed back to the car and drove round to some nice vantage points.

Getting back into London was even harder than leaving. Sara did a marvelous job of keeping her cool while we all told her to go in different directions. We ended up following a bus with 345 on it and thought it would lead us home (stops near our house), but after a while we realised it was going in the other direction. We finally got to Waterloo to drop off the car at about 11pm. (Hit the outskirts of London at around 7pm).

We're looking into catching a bus next time we go somewhere.

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