My Weekend In Bath

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Bath, well what can one say about a white stoned city? It’s full of history, students, a thunder box (I shall explain later) and white stone.

I wanted a weekend away with my husband in order for him to experience more of what England has to offer and also a break from my family. After much searching of the various cities in the UK, my heart was set on revisiting Bath. I had been there when I was 13 years old after winning a quilt making competition at my school and I remember being given £10 by mum and feeling so excited and rich that I spent it all. I had no money left to rehydrate myself from eating too many scones! So much for making it last. It took me sometime to find a guest house as the hotels were either too expensive or booked but even the guesthouse cost me £180 for two nights. Oh never mind, at least it was cosy and it had wonderful hospitality.

We packed our things a day in advance and we set off on the National Express for £38 return. (Funfare price - see I can save money!) The coach driver almost didn’t let us on as we arrived 7 minutes late for boarding. However, we begged the driver to let us on and thankfully he obliged us by opening the door and telling us off. We arrived 3 hours and 30 minutes later only to have to track up a hill and pass many hedges to our guesthouse. We were told it would take us less than 12 minutes to get there as we were young but it took us 20 minutes instead. It was good exercise.

We wanted to explore the city by foot but got lost at every direction despite peoples best efforts to point us in the right direction. We thought that the best way to see what the city had to offer was to follow the American and Malaysian tourist and purchase tickets for the tour bus. This had to be the highlight of our journey as not only did we rest feet get to rest but the guides had an impressive knowledge of the city. We took the bus around 7 seven times. It cost us £16 for 2 days use of the tour bus.

Bath has a population of around 80,000 people of which 20,000 are University students. The architecture is very impressive especially around Queen Square, the Abbey and the Roman Baths. In particular only one house has a thunder box which is basically a Victorian toilet. Unfortunately, the toilet was so unstable that many people apparently fell through it. Talk about being relieved! Also, some of the lavish houses seemed to have been occupied by mistresses of Kings’ and Dukes. King William IV had 22 children with his mistress and none with his wife. Unfortunately, as the children were illegitimate and he was succeeded by his niece Queen Victoria.

As you know, I’m a huge Jane Austen fan and the first place I visited was the Jane Austen Centre. We were greeted by Mr Darcy who was more charming than Jane’s Darcy. By this time I was so excited that I accidentally ran off and left my husband in the gift shop when I went to purchase the tickets. Unfortunately, the Centre was not all that it cracked up to be. They overcharged for the tickets for a talk which lasted about 15 minutes and a basement that had a few costumes from the ITV remake of Persuasions. Bath’s claim to Jane was that she lived for five years after her father retired but more interestingly is that Jane absolutely hated Bath even though she based Persuasion and Northanger Abbey on Bath. They did have a lovely tea room and I ordered the Jane Austen tea and Willoughby chocolate cake. My husband was not at all impressed with the Centre, more so as he didn’t understand anything people were saying and wanted only boring old regular coffee. He said he didn’t trust any food that was named after characters from books.

Overall we had a lovely time in Bath despite the down pour of rain. My husband was very much more fascinated by the Roman Baths and the Abbey. We dared each other to drink a whole glass of warm sulphuric water which I think the Museum distilled to such an extent that it didn’t taste so bad. Just needed a tea bag!

The Trip

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I can't believe this happened to me but here goes....

I took my 2 sisters out for a meal in order to put the brain at rest and have some girly fun. We chatted a lot especially about my sister’s unofficial fiancĂ© and how best to deal with the dilemma some sisters face when their parents don't agree to a marriage. We agreed to disagree on many points but were resolved with the promise that if Allah wants her marriage to happen it will. Trust me Allah knows best.

Anyway, as we left the restaurant I noticed a guy who I had gone to school with who was with his new wife. Almost all the Moroccan girls wanted to marry him including me as he was our Muslim version of Mr Darcy. I was desperate to get a glimpse of his wife for piety reasons and this woman thing of checking out the new wife. I know pathetic but couldn't help myself. I started running towards them and I got to the middle of the road and TRIPPED. Oh my God, the embarrassment as he turned round to see what this big thump was. I sounded like a massive rock hitting the floor! Instead of my silly sisters helping they were in fits laughing at me. Terrible! All my money, keys and dignity were on the floor. So in Bridget Jones action, I thought quickly how do I get out of this situation and pretend he didn't see me. So I got up, quickly gathered everything and started running in the opposite direction as if to suggest I was in a hurry to get somewhere and it was not me that just tripped. My sisters followed with this trail of laughter behind them and I was shouting to shut them up. They destroyed the plan as I could see him starring at us due to all the noise my sisters were making but the most honest reason for his attention being caught was probably that massive thump on the road.

Got home with blood all over my knees and a shameful face!

A warning - If you see someone you fancy just walk the other way.