I totally nerded out in Bath. My great love for and obsession with all things Roman (including my first born child!) is well-documented. So I was in heaven.
We had the most fleeting of visits – really just enough to do the Roman baths – but driving in and catching the train out also gave me a sense of the beautiful Georgian terracing the town is famous for.
Because Sophia was born in Rome I always feel the need to buy her anything even vaguely Rome-related.
So I was in heaven in the gift shop here – replica coins, bracelets, necklaces (above – love their simple elegance), spoons and soap. Yes, now you too can smell like a Roman. A heady scent of horse shit and blood in the dust. Actually, it’s lavender.
These ruins are so spectacular and the display that forms part of the site is a collection of the most fascinating things discovered on the site. Including the complete skeleton of an inhabitant and a perfectly preserved original lead pipe that still carries the waters around the complex and looks as though it was laid last year, not 2000 years ago.
This is me, lovin’ it. Holding a gun. Oh no, hang on, it’s an audio guide. That’s a relief.
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