Left apartment at 6am to get on bus to go to Bath, Wales, Lake District and York. First stop, the Avebury Standing Stones. Like Stonehenge, but 30% remaining and the other 70% constructed the local village’s gift store. Ended up in Bath, loved the Nicholas Grimshaw spa so much I went back again ( http://www.thermaebathspa.com/ )

Our guide this time was a very entertaining self-confessed ADD 20-ish year old who later suggested that those up for it could try a 40 minute climb to the tallest point in town where there were ruins of a welsh castle. After we got up the first bit, I started jogging uphill which was good because I kept on getting distracted by pretty foxglove flowers.

My route up sounded something like this:
jog jog jog ooooo pretty flower (jogging on spot), click click, jog jog jog jog ooooo pretty sheep (click click), jog jog jog, oooooo we’re really high up now,(click click) jog jog jog, ooooo woooowwww

My route down sounded like this:
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (ran downhill, it was fun)

Lake District was really beautiful, moody dramatic landscape. Fantastic. Made a stop in the welsh town with the longest name; Llan-vire-pooll-guin-gill-go-ger-u-queern-drob-ooll-llandus-ilio-gogo-goch. The translation of that name is The Church of Mary in the Hollow of the White Hazel Near the Fierce Whirlpool and the Church of Tysilio by the Red Cave. I personally like the “Fierce Whirlpool” bit. Incidentally, the next town to this one is “Holyhead”. Hmm.

I had to cut my trip 1 day short because I had to go to Glastonbury Music Festival!

It was so much fun…next email

Shi