It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
Bristol was the next stop on our trip, but the highlight of the pitstop by far was our day trip to Bath, home of Jane Austen. We again stayed at the local YHA, making use of my parents going away gift of a global membership card. Bristol would have to be the windiest city I've visited yet - just walking in a straight line proved to be immensely difficult, and because of that we spent the majority of our time getting acquainted with our hostel interior (one of the fanciest hostels I've seen), the conveniently located Shakespeare Tavern for a drink and a bit of comfort food, and the local clubs to face the cold and check out the local nightlife.
Our day trip to Bath (although much ridiculed by the English boys we had befriended in our hostel) was a definite highlight, both of us being Austen fans at heart. We took the train in, first visiting the Roman Baths to get in a bit of history, taking a tour around the thermal springs. Next stop, the piéce de résistance, the Jane Austen Centre, having a bit of an Austen tour before having devonshire tea and purchasing an entire set of hardback books to add to my home library. Past me didn't much appreciate having to lug around the extra kilos for the rest of the trip, but rest assured present day me is completely grateful for it.
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| Checking out the baths in Bath |
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