Monday, June 16, 2008

Honey, I blew up the Bath








Not every girl gets offered a mystery weekend on a first date (back in May), so how could I say no?





Bradford on Avon

Quaint riverside boutique hotel, view over the water, rose scented linen, a big soft bed that doesn’t squeak, and a gluttonously warm and slow breakfast over the Saturday paper. Whooa.


























Our room overlooked the river into the town centre, onto the infamous bridge where apparently in 1788 an angry mob in the height of the industrial revolution burnt and over turned a large factory machine into the river in protest of the loss of their traditional lifestyles. Since then things have toned down a little, and its revered as a quiet and aesthetically classy place where people reject smog and stress.

The houses and buildings here are pretty ancient, but the residents take absolute pride in their presentation. Here are some of the eclectic garden scenes on the hilltop houses.

























Kennet and Avon Canal

A slow afternoon stroll along a cooling canal, meeting eccentric characters along the way, and an ice cream under the shade. Wooooh.

(Map courtesy of Wikipedia)

The stretch of canal we walked along towards Bath is about 15 kms (small curly stretch as shown on the map where the light blue and dark blue overlapps) , which cut through cute little hamlets. We were so exhausted when we got there at about 6pm, and pretty much headed to bed at the hill top youth hostel.















































































Bath skyline walk & Pryor House

Panoramic views, the smell of wild flowers, stunning landmarks poking into the sky, treasure hunting in the bushes, and lakeside singing birds. Awwww.














Street Party
Then we walked into a traditional English street party! Pimms! Spit Roast! Marching Band! Eeeeha!lk













Roman Baths & frolick in the park
Big giant hot bath, big giant freezing bath, big giant sauna room and ancient healing spells that cures you of all worries. Mmmmm.



























To Thai It All Up ....before we board the train back to London
Duck curry, fish sauce and pearls of jasmine rice - mmwaahh. yep this girl's impressed ;-)

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