I cannot believe I neglected to post about my day trip to Stonehenge and Bath. Two of my bucket list items crossed off, and no blog documentation? I must have been going crazy. Or, you know, I was just in the midst of writing my 20+ blog posts for work at that point in my 4 month adventure.
Amie, Lily, and I loaded up on the bus on a cloudy British morning for a perfect day. Traffic was kind of horrible, but we still had plenty of time to listen to our audio guides once we hit Stonehenge. Stonehenge was, actually, much smaller than we all expected it to be. However, I predictably geeked out a bit and captioned all of my Instagram and Facebook pictures with Doctor Who quotes. From the season 5 two-part finale, of course. Hello, Stonehenge! Who takes the Pandorica takes the Universe!
With traffic once again on the slow side, it took us awhile to get to Bath. But once we did, I decided that even with the tourists it was all so picturesque I might be able to live there for awhile.
We were all three excited to see inside the Roman Baths. We were warned off touching the water, though I’m pretty sure none of us would have wanted to touch the lime green standing water anyway. The history and other artifacts that were in and around the structure were all fascinating. The waters were believed to have healing powers, though I would bet they also used to be less, well, green.
We all chipped in to share a glass of the (not green, but not entirely clear) “healing” hot spring water from the area. It tasted a bit like eggs. I suppose I’d choke it down if I really did believe it had healing powers.
So then we got the taste out of our mouths with some tea and scones at the Pump Room. We finished off our day walking around Bath before hopping on the coach to head back home to London. (I miss saying that. Home to London.)
“Now, the question of the hour is: Who’s got the Pandorica? Answer: I do.”