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marinessBath was lovely, though I admit that I was initially in no mood to appreciate it. I arrived dizzy and exhausted, and the hotel I was staying at - a Hilton - lived thoroughly down to expectations. If you don't use a wheelchair, I thoroughly agree with everyone on TripAdvisor that you should stay at any of Bath's other hotels, and if you do use a wheelchair, you should also probably stay - or at least look at - other hotels. But it did have a bed, which was the important thing.
I was so tired and out of it that I didn't realize just why the seagulls just outside seemed so incredibly loud - the wnidows were open. The next day I still felt a bit dizzy, a feeling that did not improve when I looked at the Hilton's room service options. Or by seagulls. So I decided to try my luck outside the hotel.
Which is more or less how I ended up at the Assembly Rooms, drinking cappuccino.
I know. I know. It's the ENTIRELY WRONG DRINK for the Bath Assembly Rooms. I could almost hear Jane Austen's ghost sniffing, but, see, Jane Austen never had cappuccino, and plus, I had already had a lot of tea. So cappuccino instead.
So that was not Jane Austen like. Neither, frankly, were my muttered comments about Bath's inexplicable curb cuts. (On one side of the street, but not the other.) But the rest was lovely. I didn't manage to see everything, or even half of everything - and I may have spent just a little too much time sipping hot drinks and watching the rain. But I also looked at stained glass, and Roman baths, and swans.
Also, Laura Place.
Someday I would like to go back, and see all the many bits I missed. Just maybe not at that hotel.
I was so tired and out of it that I didn't realize just why the seagulls just outside seemed so incredibly loud - the wnidows were open. The next day I still felt a bit dizzy, a feeling that did not improve when I looked at the Hilton's room service options. Or by seagulls. So I decided to try my luck outside the hotel.
Which is more or less how I ended up at the Assembly Rooms, drinking cappuccino.
I know. I know. It's the ENTIRELY WRONG DRINK for the Bath Assembly Rooms. I could almost hear Jane Austen's ghost sniffing, but, see, Jane Austen never had cappuccino, and plus, I had already had a lot of tea. So cappuccino instead.
So that was not Jane Austen like. Neither, frankly, were my muttered comments about Bath's inexplicable curb cuts. (On one side of the street, but not the other.) But the rest was lovely. I didn't manage to see everything, or even half of everything - and I may have spent just a little too much time sipping hot drinks and watching the rain. But I also looked at stained glass, and Roman baths, and swans.
Also, Laura Place.
Someday I would like to go back, and see all the many bits I missed. Just maybe not at that hotel.
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Date: 2014-08-21 08:21 am (UTC)