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Published: July 25th 2006
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Historic snooty Bath
Bath was the spa town that the English royalty and nobles escaped to to relax. The soothing mineral waters were a cure-all for rheumatism, dropsy, gout, pleurisy and all kinds of other illnesses only the wealthy are entitled to get. The town grew up around the mineral springs and many of the Georgian and Victorian abodes of the pecunious denizens still stand today. Despite the lack of air conditioning I got a good night's sleep in my rather modern looking hotel room. Breakfast was unexceptional again. I guess the breakfasts I find unappetizing are the continental ones. This morning's was primarily cereal products and toast. Give me bacon, eggs and baked beans every time.
The morning was already stinking hot as we tried to repack the every expanding pile of bags in the boot. By the time we left the hotel property, drove through Swindon and finally reached a major roadway, we were stuck in rush hour traffic. Things weren't quite as bad as New York City or Washington DC traffic jams but progress was rather slow as we headed Southwest toward Bath. We must've gone through twenty traffic circles on the way. We got to Bath so much later than our expected arrival time that James opted to skip giving us a bus tour through the town. Instead we went directly to the city's main touristic attraction: The Roman Baths.
After driving on to Stonehenge we continued on to London where we checked into the
Days Hotel London. I was expecting this American chain hotel to offer us frigid air-conditioned rooms for
Must be the maid
It took Mark a lot of maneuvering through one way streets and alleys to get us to the Roman Baths. Along the way we saw row and rows of these beautiful old homes once occupied the super rich. the 3 nights we'd be staying there. Boy was I wrong!
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