slowly she turned

We had learned our lesson about taxis in Cornwall and booked Annie’s Taxi ahead of time to take us back to the train station at Bodmin Parkway. I mean, yes, a bus was an option back and forth to Port Isaac, but it was a two hour ride compared to a 30 minute ride in a taxi.

This train would take us to the very large station in Bristol, where, once we found the platform, we switched to a short train ride to Bath Spa. We were only staying for the night. Since I was not able to add another night on at Geranium Cottage, I thought, why not stop somewhere else on the way back to London for the flight home?

I rented a penthouse in the center of Bath, overlooking the ancient Roman baths, for one night. And thank God it was only for one night, because although the views were amazing and the apartment was quite posh, the football playoffs were going on and MAN, WAS IT LOUD! Also, the instructions I was sent to get into the building were confusing compared to the instructions on the buzzer, and I couldn’t get anyone on the phone, so it took a while to get into the building. Once we got inside the apartment, it had not been cleaned. I told the guy on text that I would wait to post my review until I heard his response to my complaints, but I never heard from him and I chose not to leave a review on Booking.

While we waited for the cleaners to come and finish up, we wandered around the Bath Abbey area and had drinks and ate dinner at a place called Bill’s Restaurant. I don’t know why that name tickles me so much. I guess because it seemed so out of place in the center of a UNESCO World Heritage site.

Views from the apartment.