April 30, 2019
Ninety seven miles west of London, in the county of Somerset, in the valley of River Avon, lies the charming town of Bath, a World Heritage site. With its winding cobble stone roads and Georgian architecture, Bath attracts ten million visitors a year and the number is steadily rising thanks to the spread of Instagram photos and Facebook posts of the tourists. Half of the number of visitors stay for a few hours, just like us.
Robert gave us a short walking tour and orientation of the town then gave us an hour and a half to explore the area by ourselves and to eat lunch, on our own expense. Meals were not included in the tour package. Edmund and I walked to the grocery store where we grabbed lunch, while Len and Bong chose to join Robert to an extended walking tour by the River Avon.
He actually encouraged us to buy tickets to enter the Bath Abbey, and the thermal Roman bath, the spa built by the Romans for their wellness and relaxation.
Julius Caesar invaded England in 55, 54 BC. The town of Bath with its warm spring water became their refreshing respite most especially during winter.
With very little time left, Edmund and I just walked around a few blocks, watching other tourists go by, admiring the honey-colored Georgian-era buildings, while enjoying the cold weather. Of course, we also went to Starbucks.
