Well, Shakespeare's Globe Theatre was awesome. I am really glad that I bought a seat prior to this trip. Those who elected to stand in the rain... well.. they got wet. lol. I will have to say that I still like Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus better. Not a Shakespeare fan. Sorry, don't tell Dr. Peterson. :)
Next, well, since it's been so long, I'll back up and discuss my day at Bath with Ashley, Kerrie, Blair, and Lacy. It was the most awesome day ever and still is. We took the early morning train around 9 am, London time, to Bath. When we got there, we stopped by this place and got a scone. I got a fruit one. I shared with Kerrie, although now, can I have that part back?? haha. Just kidding. I miss scones. We walked all over the town. Bath reminds me of the real England, you know with the cobblestone streets and old architecture and all. We went to Jane Austen's Museum. That was interesting. We had to sit and listen to this old woman talk. Well, it was hotttt in there; I started fanning with this little fan. The old lady walks up to me and says, "Do you mind? That is extremely dis-tracting." (in a British accent). Well, I was a bit embarrassed since the room was full, but I said ooookkkkk.... I swallowed a little, but quit fanning nonetheless. I should have said, Do you mind, but it's freakin hot in here! ha. Onward.
We went to the Fashion Museum. Ashley was really tired, and well, smart, since she took a nap while we explored the world of fashion. It was really fun. I had no idea that I was soo interested in fashion. I even drew a picture at the end. Yes, I colored with colored pencils. :) I drew a dress on the model. I signed my name to it and left it at the museum. I'm expecting them to call me anyday now.
Kerrie, Blair, and Lacy dressed up in hoop skirts or something and I took pictures. I felt that I would look really silly, so I didn't get my picture made; although, what is more silly than anything else I've been doing? I had a blast!
Next, we went to the Roman Baths. This was also something that I studied in Ron Morris' art class. I loved loved loved it. It was so amazing. I kept thinking, wow, I am actually walking among the very same baths that so many came to centuries ago. I mean, Jane Austen visited this very place, Evelina Anville did in Frances Burney's novel. So many people... The last thing that I did was throw a pound, or a pence, into the wishing well. I made a wish. Well, I cannot tell you what I wished, but it has already come true... Lastly, I sat upon the bath's edge, (the stone). I put both of my hands in the bath, well, hoping that it would preserve beauty since I'm so vain and all. haha. Yeah, I'm weird about my age, and I really really really work on it to not look it. The gym is next...
We traveled back from Bath on the train. We took an early night train, so there was no place to sit since we weren't reaaaaallly supposed to be there in the first place. haha. We sat in the floor. Well, this man comes up behind Ashley and sticks his hand on her shoulder, and it kind of wanders down.... Geez, Ashley, you attracted some guys over there! I just sat there with my eyes freaking huge not knowing what the heck to say... I am pretty sure that I laughed a lot afterwards. Anyway, we made it back to Russell Square, or I think that's where we got off. It was late.
Oh yeah, and we ate some pasties while in Bath. I got a veggie one; it was okay. For dinner, everything shuts down in Bath at 6, which is weird. I got some kind of open-faced sandwich: goat cheese, tomato, and maybe asparagus? It was really good. I have eaten a lot of goat cheese on stuff over here.
I'll continue to post my days, although it's hard to have them in order now. The last time that I posted, it wiped out, while in London, and I was too tired to repost because I had a lot of schoolwork to finish, which nearly killed me.
I just found this on my desktop to my computer. I am not sure if it actually made it into my academic blog, or not. I did an academic research blog on Wordsworth while I was in London, so I thought this was appropriate for this blog on Bath.
I have also visited Bath recently. After my visit to Bath, I looked upon London as a very different city, one which appeared to have lost some of its spirit. He escaped the "towns and cities" while "in lonely rooms" in his mind even when he could not physically be there (24-34), much like I did when I visited Bath. I can return to that place, a spirit of England which felt and looked like the England which I envisioned. The English countryside, the cobblestone streets, the quietness of a town in which time stood still: it appeared as if this was the nature which Wordsworth was speaking of in his poem. Although I cannot visit Tintern Abbey itself, this provided me with that experience: a place in nature that I can return to again and again, and not have to actually be there. This is a place which I can worship, although, not in a traditional manner. It is a way of worship which glorifies a place, and not a person. His glorification of nature in England, which is a place, ultimately, brought the spirit back to himself.
No wonder I couldn't finish this blog!!!!!!!!!!
