Ok, so originally I planned to keep this entry short and simple and write a top five list. Then I took inventory of all the things I love in Bath and I promptly realized that was impossible. So I’ve expanded a bit. I decided to write this list:
A. Because I’m a slightly compulsive list maker
B. As an exercise to see what I’ll miss most about Bath
C. And to provide useful information about Bath
See what I did there with that meta-list? Anyway, here goes:
10. Bath Abbey Cemetery- This is a lesser advertised site located in Widcombe on Prior Park Road. I discovered it by happy accident while concluding a segment of the Skyline walk, a six-mile hike that loops around the outskirts of the city and has great city views. Entry to the cemetery is basically unmonitored and I’ve never actually seen anyone there, which is part of its appeal. Unlike lots of barren modern cemeteries, Bath Abbey is overrun with wildflowers and tall grass, springing up from the bellies of grave plots. Many of the old tombstones toppled over are either too faded to read or almost entirely obscured by ivy. Situated on a sloping hill covered with trees, it feels more like a ramshackle garden than a cemetery and it’s an excellent place to take a few photographs and/or enjoy a little peace and quiet.
9. Minerva- I believe there are two stores in Bath, but I’m referring to the one adjacent to the Abbey. They sell creatively flavored chocolates, however the real draw is the hot chocolate. They offer milk or dark chocolate (I highly recommend the latter) with optional whipped cream. One cup costs 3 pounds, but it’s wonderfully thick and velvety and borders on disturbingly rich. Drink it slowly and sit by the window, because the location has a perfect view of the Abbey and the Baths, and on a busy day it’s excellent for spying on the eclectic swarm of tourists, street performers and locals.
8. Roman Baths- If you’re in Bath, going to the Roman Baths is kind of a gimme. Despite the somewhat steep admittance price—11.50?!-- the visit is worth it, and you can feel slightly more economical about forking over your money by buying a joint ticket to the Fashion Museum for 15 pounds. The tour is self-guided and you can meander around the baths at your own pace. Walking around the historical site provides an engaging insight into the city’s past. And the baths wind around longer than you think; there’s every type of ancient luxury imaginable. For those who want to indulge in the Roman style, Bath offers the modern Thermae Bath Spa, unfortunately my measly student budget couldn’t quite hack it. Predictably, it gets a bit cramped on weekends and I found my weekday visit much more gratifying. Additionally, you can exit through the Pump Room and take refreshment with a glass of complementary bath water (not filtered through the traditional lead pipes, thankfully). It’s worth at least a sip for novelty’s sake, and I drank my entire glass out of principle, but it essentially tastes like steaming hot well water. And it smells like it too.
7. Bath Farmers’ Market- Open each Saturday morning, the market is located in the Green Park Station next door to the big Sainsbury’s. It’s the Mecca of farmer’s markets. Offering everything from fresh produce, homemade cheeses, locally made preserves, a wide supply of meat, a large selection of teas, diverse baked goods (think: chocolate gingerbread and marmalade cookies), incense, used books, movies & CDs, vintage clothing and antiques, it bustles rowdily until early afternoon when all the vendors disappear and leave the huge structure so startlingly empty for the rest of the week that you’d hardly suspect such a circus assembled on weekends. Some vendors are reasonably priced while others seem a little questionable, but most stalls deliver in terms of quality. And it confirms that that America still doesn’t totally know how to do farmers’ markets right.
6. Opium- Apparently I have mature tastes for my age. I saw several ads for this bar around town and was instantly attracted to its retro vibe. So one weekend two friends and I checked it out and discovered that Opium caters mostly to a posh middle-aged crowd (read: we were the youngest people there and even the doorman was baffled by our appearance). We might have left if Opium had not been the COOLEST bar in existence. Ok, granted I just turned 21, so I haven’t really frequented that many bars, but I can assure you that you would regret not visiting Opium if you’re in Bath. Located underground, the inconspicuous entrance contrasts the marvelously posh interior. A watering hole for lushes and dandies, Opium has three jewel-toned rooms filled with opulent velvet and leather chairs, reclining sofas with heaps of pillows, baroque ceiling murals, walls heavily adorned with art and scatterings of poppies. Each room has a theme, and I believe I lounged in Decadence. Or was it Hedonism? It’s not a very large venue so it does get slightly cramped, but stylishly so. A taxidermied boar’s head wearing a top hat guards the bar, a jewelry case filled to the brim with vintage baubles and dirty playing cards. They have an equally eclectic drink menu: one friend ordered absinthe and the other a watermelon martini while I chose the Rose Petal Lychee cocktail: flirtatiously pink and decorated appropriately with soft pink rose petals, blueberries and a black straw. Swanky truly is the only word to describe this place. So, even if you’re not 35+, Opium makes it easy to embrace your inner mid-life crisis. Hey, I’ll get there someday… Sadly
5. Sally Lunn’s Buns- A visit to Sally Lunn’s is compulsory if you’re in Bath. After I finally tried it, I couldn’t believe I waited so late in the semester to go. Not only is the food delicious, but the building dates back to 1482 and is the oldest in Bath. On both occasions I sat upstairs in the Jane Austen room, cozily decorated in yellow and scarlet and embellished with antiques. They have a full menu, but I’ve never bothered, all you really need is the world famous Lunn Bun. You can order one individually or with a cream tea and they are served to suit every taste: cinnamon sugar, jam, marmalade and so forth. My personal favorite is the Queen Victoria cream tea: half a Lunn Bun served with butter, clotted cream and lemon curd. Half a bun might sound like a gyp, but they really are huge—one half was as big as my friend’s head—and very filling. Positively food coma inducing, Sally Lunn’s is my idea of a satisfying end to a splendid afternoon, although it’s open all day for breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner.
4. Not Cartier’s- Tucked inside the Guildhall market, the wittily titled Not Cartier’s is a tiny little cage of a room that sparkles from top to bottom with relatively affordably priced costume and vintage jewelry. The owner, a nice albeit vaguely batty old lady, sells every glitzy, girly piece imaginable from princess-y tiaras to flamboyant fascinators and offers a range in quality from a 50p rack to nicer antique pieces carefully and temptingly locked away in display cabinets. There’s something for every taste. You can pretty much scour the place for hours and still not notice every glittering piece. Quite a bit of my extra food allowance has mysteriously disappeared here…
3. Royal Victoria Park- You can’t go to Bath and not take a leisurely stroll through Royal Victoria Park. Now that the flowers are in full bloom, the park is alive with everyone from overly affectionate couples to families enjoying barbeques out on the lawn to the ubiquitous tourists to several overlapping football matches. The park is a certifiable people-watching bonanza. Furthermore, it encompasses the Royal Crescent, which makes for majestic picnic scenery, but the park also hides away a miniature golf course, a small stage, a teahouse, an obelisk statue and a modestly beautiful botanical garden. Springtime might be England’s most enchanting season since the weather is so temperate, which means the flowers last much longer. On a sunny day in Bath, Royal Victoria Park is the place to be.
2. Premier Curry- Best Indian in Bath, bar none. Intoxicatingly spicy and flavorful, I haven’t had a bad meal yet. My favorite dish was the amazingly tender lamb saag or perhaps the dhaka mughal, which is essentially a banana curry with prawns. That might sound odd, but it was spectacular. If I didn’t have any self-control I might have been tempted to lick the plate clean. The servers are friendly and polite and give seconds and thirds of complementary after-dinner chocolates. Also, Premier Curry has some of the most affordable prices of all the restaurants I’ve tried and they offer a generous 15% discount on takeaway orders.
1. Bath Abbey Tower Tour- Bath Abbey is probably the quintessential symbol of Bath, and visitors can enter for free. However, the Abbey offers a Tower tour on the hour that costs five pounds. Two guides direct the tours up a long ascent in a cramped spiral staircase and give a demonstration of the Abbey’s bell system before journeying for a brief visit to the roof of the Abbey. All of the admission price and steep hike is worth it. Standing on the top of the Abbey gives you a dizzying panoramic view of Bath even on the cloudiest day and makes for some excellent snapshots. The height offers a magnificent perspective of what I have decided is England’s prettiest city. And on the way down, your guides even give you a goofy trophy bookmark to congratulate you on your successful climb up and down 212 stairs.
Honorable Mentions: Hard as it was slimming down my list, I felt amiss not mentioning these places:
Bath Tub Bistro- An aptly titled restaurant with a simple, but wonderful menu. I had the crispy pork belly with red cabbage, bacon, black pudding and cider sauce. Surprisingly, black pudding is quite delicious. If you didn’t know, you’d never suspect it had blood in it and it has an appealingly mellow, earthy flavor and a firm but crumbly texture.
The Corridor- A hidden labyrinth of shopping that features a five pound pashmina shop, the ever popular Ben’s Cookies chain and a Yumi store, full of gorgeously overpriced clothing.
The Hobgoblin- Kookily decorated pub frequented by a goth crowd who seem to have forgotten that Halloween is only one day a year. But the plastic rats and orange streamers give the place a goofy charm, and they serve Bee Sting cider, which is some of the best cider I’ve had thus far. Although I probably enjoyed it because it tasted more like fizzy pear juice than alcohol.
I’m just going to say it now: I’m going to miss Bath terribly. Even though it’s only been four months, I’ve quickly felt at home here and could very easily stay much, much longer. I AM excited to see my family, but here’s to hoping that ash-cloud flares up and delays my flight just a week
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