The day started at Paddington train station with us catching an 8:30am train to Bath in Somerset. Bath is about an hour and half southwest of London by train. It was the first time I had been on a train, which is strange considering Evelyn and I grew up in a CN town.
We arrived in Bath around 10:00 and promptly went for tea. Bath is a small city of around 83,000 people (I wiki-ed this) and its claim to fame is the Romans established the city to be a spa resort way back when. Also, I’m sure everyone remembers the Lady of Bath from the required high school study of the Canterbury Tales.
Our first touristy stop was the Fashion Museum, which showcased an area of frocks from the late 19th century on. One very cool display went through women’s fashion by decade and linked it to literature written in that time. The display included passages from books describing a character’s dress, which came to life by looking at the dress on display.
After the Fashion Museum, the three of us explored different aspects of Bath. Teresa headed to the Roman baths, which Evelyn and I had visited on a previous trip. Evelyn checked out the Jane Austin museum, and I explored the shopping opportunities that the city centre had to offer. We agreed to meet at the Jane Austin museum for afternoon tea at 2:30. Afternoon tea was delightful, or it seemed delightful as only Teresa and Evelyn ordered the full tea that included a scone with clotted cream and jam, cucumber sandwiches with the crusts removed, an apple tart, some sort of almond cream pastry, and a tasty macaroon dessert filling. Teresa and Evelyn generously let me sample a bit of their tea goodies. It was all tasty except the cucumber sandwiches, which Evelyn handed to me while saying “you’re not going to like this.” The sandwich had thin slices of cucumber, cream cheese, and what I thought was a thick slab of white cheese was actually butter. Evelyn and Teresa liked it, so perhaps my tastes are not refined enough. Fed and hydrated, we hit the cobblestoned streets of Bath for some shopping. At 7:43 the train whisked us away taking us back to the bustling streets of London and to another night of well-deserved slumber.
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