Bath
We went to Bath one day. It was okay but kind of boring at the end.
It was a long drive, about an hour and a half long. When we got there, my dad, Anthony and I were going to catch a train to a place called Bristol to get Dad’s jacket that he had left there. My dad parked right outside the train station and we went inside. It was pretty small-at least the inside was. The inside part was where you get tickets and check the train schedules. Then you went up the stairs to this outside train station where you waited. Anyway, our whole family went up to one platform (after buying tickets) to eat lunch. Then the girls went to go to this tearoom place called the Pump Room where we would meet them when we got back.
Meanwhile, when our train came, we got a big surprise. The train that we were taking was one of the sleek fast trains that I guess I haven’t mentioned before. Anthony and I had always seen them speeding past the Hungerford train station at top speed (which is like 100 mph) and have always dreamed of going on one. Anthony calls them “purple trains” because, well, that’s their color! (Pretty obvious, isn’t it?) The inside was awesome. They had luxurious seats that were adjustable (I think) and big tables perfect for playing a game on. It was also really quiet. You couldn’t hear outside the train at all unless the window was open.
The station in Bristol was like the one in London, only smaller. We managed to find dad’s jacket and then we went back to our platform to wait for our train. Unfortunately we weren’t there when it came and so when we got on there were no seats available. Also the train was much worse than the one we took over. It was a two car diesel, that was noisy, overcrowded and we couldn’t find a place to sit so we ended up sitting on the luggage racks.
When we got back to Bath we met the girls at that Pump Room place I was talking about. When we got there, though, it was nothing like a room. Well, it was a room but it was huge. It had an orchestra and a ceiling that was like 40 feet high and had balconies all around the second story perimeter. There was no barrier between the first and second stories so you could see the balconies.
When we left the Pump Room we went to the Roman Baths. These were a bunch of pools of mineral water that in ancient times when England was part of Italy the Romans would strip down and jump into the baths nude and swim around with all their friends and people they hardly knew. They did this JUST FOR SOCIALIZING!!! Well, okay they also did it for relaxing, washing, and because they thought the natural mineral waters would cure many afflictions. The baths were okay at first but got reeeeeeeeeally boring and I was glad when we got to go home.
It was a long drive, about an hour and a half long. When we got there, my dad, Anthony and I were going to catch a train to a place called Bristol to get Dad’s jacket that he had left there. My dad parked right outside the train station and we went inside. It was pretty small-at least the inside was. The inside part was where you get tickets and check the train schedules. Then you went up the stairs to this outside train station where you waited. Anyway, our whole family went up to one platform (after buying tickets) to eat lunch. Then the girls went to go to this tearoom place called the Pump Room where we would meet them when we got back.
Meanwhile, when our train came, we got a big surprise. The train that we were taking was one of the sleek fast trains that I guess I haven’t mentioned before. Anthony and I had always seen them speeding past the Hungerford train station at top speed (which is like 100 mph) and have always dreamed of going on one. Anthony calls them “purple trains” because, well, that’s their color! (Pretty obvious, isn’t it?) The inside was awesome. They had luxurious seats that were adjustable (I think) and big tables perfect for playing a game on. It was also really quiet. You couldn’t hear outside the train at all unless the window was open.
The station in Bristol was like the one in London, only smaller. We managed to find dad’s jacket and then we went back to our platform to wait for our train. Unfortunately we weren’t there when it came and so when we got on there were no seats available. Also the train was much worse than the one we took over. It was a two car diesel, that was noisy, overcrowded and we couldn’t find a place to sit so we ended up sitting on the luggage racks.
When we got back to Bath we met the girls at that Pump Room place I was talking about. When we got there, though, it was nothing like a room. Well, it was a room but it was huge. It had an orchestra and a ceiling that was like 40 feet high and had balconies all around the second story perimeter. There was no barrier between the first and second stories so you could see the balconies.
When we left the Pump Room we went to the Roman Baths. These were a bunch of pools of mineral water that in ancient times when England was part of Italy the Romans would strip down and jump into the baths nude and swim around with all their friends and people they hardly knew. They did this JUST FOR SOCIALIZING!!! Well, okay they also did it for relaxing, washing, and because they thought the natural mineral waters would cure many afflictions. The baths were okay at first but got reeeeeeeeeally boring and I was glad when we got to go home.
posted by jgraf at
5:44 AM
2 Comments:
Hi Thomas this is Noah i was wondering if people still bathe in the baths at "Bath"
Hi Noah,
No, they don't still bathe in the baths. I guess today people have lots more common sense.
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