Bath and English Christmas

Posted: December 26, 2009 in Travel

It was Christmas eve eve, time to make the journey to Hannah’s house to have Christmas with her family.
Arrive at 9am. Train delayed due to ice. Fifteen minutes later train cancelled. Christmas travel is brutal. We manage to get a later train that day, which is packed. 3 hours standing in a train aisle like sardines. It seemed the train guards desired only one thing for Christmas – tetris. Instead of adding extra carriages to the train, they decided piling additional passengers into the aisles was a more logical solution.

We arrived in Yeovil, and headed to the car rental site, where we met mum.
The car was a Holden Astra… er, Vauxhal Astra
We then dropped Hannah at her parents house. This was quite surreal as it had been some time since I had stepped into a place of residence that didn’t share a common wall with the next-door neighbour.
Mum and I headed into Sherborne. We stayed at the Eastbury, and ate at a lush old pub called the half-moon.

The next day we were guided by the voice of Ken (gps man) to Bath.
Quite an amazing city. A city established as a spa resort for the Romans in 43AD. The highlight of course being a trip to the Roman Baths, which contain heated water from the only naturally occurring hot springs in the UK.
Stayed the night at the Hilton. Watched some Christmas movies, and got not a lot of sleep in anticipation for Christmas.

Bath

Bath

Bath

Bath

Got on the road early, destination – English Christmas @ the Hart residence.
English Christmas is very much the same as Australian Christmas. Differences include: not being able to go outside, turkey is the main meat, and epic Christmas tv special episodes, after the compulsory afternoon nap in the lounge.

Christmas

 

Christmas

An all round good day!

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