The first time I travelled on my own, I went to England. (Yes. Because I’m a Harry Potter fan—always.) As much as I thought I would fall in love with London, I didn’t. I fell in love with Bath.
- Because it happens to be Jane Austen’s home city, and where most of her novels take place. I could recognize several streets from the movie adaptations, which 18-year-old-groupie-me was ecstatic about.
- Because the tea experience skims the magical. When everybody seems in a hurry in London, in Bath, they’re much more relaxed, and in restaurants, people definitely take their time to enjoy afternoon tea. Plus the scones are amazing.
- Because the place is gorgeous and authentic, frozen into Mr. Darcy’s era. While it has its British character, it’s not crowded with tourists all year long.
- Because of Mr. B’s Emporium of Reading Delights. Yes, because of a book shop, okay? It’s cozy, it’s friendly, and it has an awesome Reading Booth that you can rent.
- Because it’s near Stonehenge. And Stonehenge is where the fairies are born. I respect that.
Have you ever visited Bath? What did you love the most about it? (Or hated?)