With each passing week, your mother’s stomach continues to get a little bigger, a not-so-subtle reminder that our time alone will soon be coming to an end. We have decided to do a little more traveling before you grace us with your presence and recently booked a trip to Budapest. However, for various reasons, we ended up canceling the trip and instead jumped on a train to Bath.
Everything I had heard about Bath (located near Bristol on the west coast of the UK) from friends and family is that it is a clean beautiful city with lovely architecture. I would argue it feels more like a college town than a city, but it is indeed beautiful. And for whatever reason, a lot of people like to have their bachelor(ette) party / stag-do /hen-do here.
We walked around and admired the “city” for about two hours and then spent the rest of the day shopping (we bought a toy for you, a toy for Kili, and three prints including one of the Crescent, a Tintin one, and a family of penguins), sitting in cafes, and sitting in a movie theater watching Mission Impossible. And all I really remember in between our destinations is laughing at the funny rhymes / code words we would say to each other. It’s not elegant to say “I have to fart” aloud when a pedestrian is walking behind you, but it is okay to say “I have to mart” and then just do it. I don’t expect that to sound or be funny, but that’s probably why your mother and I are right for each other.
Our trips like this past weekend are not so much about going to see Bath or a particular city as it is about getting away from our weekend routine in London. Everything we did in Bath was doable in London, but we don’t do any of it for whatever reason. Vacations are about breaking routine and taking pictures, and we are more motivated to do what others would view as “normal stuff” when we have to pay for a train ticket and hotel room.
We also managed to sleep in till 11 as well, which is quite the treat (I sound like your mother’s blog writing this line)! I don’t remember the last time we did that nor can I predict the next time we will be able to do that. And because we booked our hotel on the day of our departure (atypical for us), we had to “settle” for a room with two twin beds. I loved it – didn’t have to expend any efforts on back scratches nor did I have to fight for space and blankets throughout the night. It was a vacation indeed!