Saturday, September 25, 2010
Last Trip Post, 2 of 4
More photos than words, this time.
Day two of the busing part of the trip included an early-morning stop in a tiny little town:
and across a weak bridge
into Wales to visit Tintern Abbey.
Which was gorgeous enough that I'm not surprised there's even a poem.
I'm still half-convinced that Welsh is a trick played on tourists
but I've found a few sites and plan to learn to at least read it before I go back.
The last stop of the day was Bath:
where we had a nice lunch (shepherd's pie) and a nice walk and saw the Roman Baths.
We also saw a frankly hilarious street performer with a great routine worked out (chains, whips, broken glass, and breadsticks? Marvelous). I think he may be my soul-mate, which perhaps explains a lot about my life.
Next time: post 3 of 4, in which we see Very Old Rocks and get lost in a bookshop.