Ok, so for some reason I had it in my head that Bath is York. So much so, that I kept calling it York, despite the corrections of Phil. Even though there are ancient Roman Baths here that are so famous that the whole town is called Bath, I just for some unknown reason keep calling it York. York, on the other hand is another city in England that I wanted to visit but we will have to go there maybe at the end of the trip since we don't have time right now. Anyway, so I bought bus tickets on our last day in Bath, loaded up our bags from our comfy hostel, then proceded to the station. Once there, we asked where the gate was for our bus. "You can't catch that from here," the polite clerk lady told me, glancing at my ticket. "Where do I get it?" I ask confused. "...well, York." Damn! I had bought tickets from York to Edinburgh!!! Luckily we were able to exchange the ticket and pay only the fare difference for what ended up being a harrowing journey to Edinburgh... but anyway, in the mean time we got a few more hours in Bath.
Across the Street from the Bath Bus Station
Outside the Roman Baths Museum
So we are too poor to afford entry into lots of cool museums, like this one about the ancient Roman Baths that give the town it's namesake. This is us taking a picture from outside the walls. You'll just have to trust us that there are some really cool ancient Roman baths down there!
One of my favorite encounters in Bath was with a local woman who, when we asked if the above picture church was the famous Bath Abbey, she said, "No," pointed down the street and said "It's that one. Much prettier isn't it?" LOL. Actually they are BOTH amazing, lady!!
