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A Day in Bath, England

July 22 – What do hikers do on their rest day? You already know the answer to that question. Here is some of what we saw in Bath.

The Royal Crescent, once home to a wealthy Georgian family:

Royal Victoria Park, opened by Princess Victoria at age 11, before she became Queen (I hope you’ve seen The Young Victoria!)

The Bath Abbey:

Here lies James Montagu, Bishop of Bath, who was guilted into fixing the leaky roof of the Abbey when asked, “if the Church does not keep us safe from the waters above, how shall it save others from the fire below?”

More interesting architecture:

The reason people historically came to Bath was to visit the Roman Baths or Bath Spa. The line for this experience wrapped around the block, but we did not partake.

The Pulteney Bridge over the River Avon.

Inside Chaiwalla, the best Indian street food in Bath! The line runs out the door, and this guy does everything single-handedly while keeping up a running conversation with his customers. We ate there twice.

Bath is filled with artistically decorated owls. We saw a few.

The Holcombe Museum – a wealthy family who collected exotic stuff. While in England, I’ve looked for porcelain plates to add to my collection, and have been frustrated by their lack. This museum had plenty of plates, but not for sale.

The whole reason we came to England, the Cotswolds, and Bath, is that Jim is a huge fan of Jane Austen, and he’s been talking for several years about walking where Jane Austen walked. So our visit could not be complete without a visit to the Jane Austen center. Jim and Jane:

Dressed up in Georgian era clothes with Mr. Darcy:

Speaking with Captain Wentworth of Persuasion:DB5BDEBD-7D4C-432C-9960-39ACBFAC91B3

The Cotswold Way – Cold Ashton to Bath

July 21 – This is it! Last Cotswold walking day! I must say, I was eager to move on from that shepherds hut this morning. Jim made us a lovely breakfast with the meager provisions provided by our host, with me staying in bed to keep out of his way.

Then Jim moved outside so I could wash the dishes! (Yes, there is a tiny cold water sink behind the stove.) I know tiny houses are the rage these days, but I don’t think I’m a suitable candidate for one…

Nine miles gets us into the city today. A hill to climb, some woods, some farmer’s fields. Here is the ultimate cow.

We walked through the battlefield of the Battle of Lansdown 1643. The Royalists beat the Parliamentarians as far as we could tell.

The ultimate golf course. Have I mentioned that everyone walks with their own cat here? We haven’t seen electric carts at any of the courses.

Ready for one last word? On our maps, areas of “tumuli” are indicated. We thought it was some kind of plant that we had never heard of. Turns out, it’s another word for burial mounds or barrows. Tumuli, (TOOM you lee) plural of tumulus. I learn something new every day.

Before we knew it, there was Bath below!

We walked to Bath Abbey, the official end of the 102 mile Cotswold Way. More about Bath tomorrow!