After my Beloved visited Stonehenge, he jumped back in his car and drove… still without any sleep… on the wrong side of the car and the wrong side of the road to Bath. It’s all about adventure… and seeing how much sight-seeing he can do before work takes over.

He arrived in Bath, parked his car and came up from the parking garage to see this. This is St. Michael’s Church, constructed from 1734 to 1742; however, there has always been a parish at this site since the Middle Ages.

This view down the street shows Bath Abbey at the end of the street.

I’m not sure if this sign is helpful or more confusing…

But somehow my Beloved made it to the Roman Baths without me… shame, shame.

Beautiful and ornate upon entering, aren’t they? (Did I just speak Yodanese?)

Originally called Aquae Sulis (“waters of Sulis”), the springs were discovered by the Celts and dedicated to the goddess Sulis.

During Roman occupation of England, the Romans founded these public baths in 75 AD. Visitors from across the Roman Empire were attracted to the healing powers of Sulis (who the Romans called Minerva) and the mineral-rich water from the spring.

Next he set out for Bath Abbey.

Originally a monastery, Bath Abbey was found in the 7th century and today is an active place of worship.

He didn’t go inside, but you should take a look at these photos I found online. So beautiful!

After a quick jaunt around the Abbey, he headed down the street to Jane Austen’s home. No pictures allowed inside, but this cute little chap was greeting everyone outside. Lucky for me, he picked up a few goodies inside the gift shop for me… including Jane’s complete works (squee!).

Next up we’ll head to Stratford Upon Avon! I think it’s time my beloved got a little sleep, don’t you?