As I mentioned, I went to Bath with Poot and Celine last Friday. The train ride was about one hour plus, and we had to first take a train to Bristol Temple Meads station before taking another train to Bath Spa station.

Bath is a very charming little town. Even when we were in the middle of the city, most of the time I could catch glimpses of the countryside through gaps in buildings. We reached Bath at around 11 plus and were planning to catch a free walking tour at 2pm so we just took a walk around the city taking photos before having lunch and lounging about in a beautiful park where Celine and I got terribly sunburnt. The walking tour was great, we got to see the city and at the same time were educated about architecture. The guide was not exactly very interesting (he used to be a teacher and we know teachers are boring :P), but I was really interested in what he was saying cos all the talk about ornate decorations, 'the age of reason', the proportions of the buildings, the symmetry and what not paralleled what was taking place in the musical styles during the respective periods. It's one thing to look at pictures and another to see them in real life with a guide explaining at the same time. Anyway, photos!

Bath Abbey

















Left of which was the Roman Bath, which regretfully we found too expensive to visit. And neither did I take any picture of it cos there wasn't anything much to see from the outside. The England flags on top of the abbey where supposedly there because of the World Cup fever, our guide later told us.

The park where we had lunch and then proceeded to get sunburnt in deck chairs




























We paid 1 pound to get into this park, and it was worth it. It was not very crowded, unlike the Royal Cresent where there were lots of young people sunbathing and playing everywhere. Haha Celine deviously took that last photo just after I thought she had already taken a picture and looked down at my camera.

The Royal Cresent













According to our walking tour guide, the low 'rock wall', in the the olden days, served to separate the peasants from the more distinguished people. The grass on both the higher and lower 'tiers' would be cut such that they reached up to the same height. So the peasants would have been standing deeper in the grass.

As we were on the walking tour, we heard some music playing. It sounded like... a harp? A guitar? A mandolin? A shop playing a CD? We turned a corner to discover a very talented musician playing some cylinder-like thing with two mallets in each hand.













Some sights of the city





























As you can see, it was breath-taking. And you can glimpse the countryside in the second photo. I'd rather visit Bath than London anyday.