Sleep Spent

I was mostly bored by Bath, a beautiful Georgian/Victorian town in the far West of Britain, two hours’ drive from London. Yes, there are the ruins of Roman baths there. Yes, the architecture is beautiful and surprisingly uniform. And yes, I did get to go to Sally Lunn’s restaurant on Lilliput street, where I had a fantastic (and world famous) Lunn Bun with a chicken breast and plenty of sauce on it.

However, after touring the baths, examining a sample of the arcitecture (see: uniform) and eating at Sally Lunn’s, I was left with very little to occupy my time.

I wandered around and eventually found the Victoria Art Gallery, which was quite small. It was indoors, though, and the weather was dreary, so I toured the place quickly. The most interesting piece I saw was “Scarab,” a striking sculpture of a woman crouching in a fetal position with her arms laid down her sides and her fingers clasped at the back. Unfortunately, I can’t find a picture of it, and I wasn’t allowed to take one there.

I was tired when I finished walking through the museum and decided to take a quick nap. I woke up just in time to catch our coach back home. Traffic on the M4 was horrendous in the westward direction. There was a seveal-kilometer section that was completely empty. I presume it was to clean up the two wrecks we saw as we were passing by this stretch of road; traffic had to be diverted, and it wasn’t pretty. I’m glad we were eastbound!

Thanks, Val, for the suggestion of the Lunn Bun!