So I’m back home and here is my first post about my recent trip to Bath.
Where to start…. Well at the beginning I suppose. It was an early morning start from home on the Friday. It was a very foggy morning which meant that the plane couldn’t leave on schedule. An hours delay on a flight isn’t really so bad but it did mean that I had to rush from the airport, through London with all my luggag to finally sit down, very sweaty and tired on the train that would take me to Bath. Fortunately I did manage to get on the right one and then spent the next hour conversing with a lovely lady sitting next to me who turned out to know more than a thing or two about the Regency and Georgian era! She had even written a book on the subject! We didn’t struggle to find topics to discuss.
These days when the train pulls into Bath station it all feels very familiar. I love this city. Not only for its connection to Jane Austen (though that is of course one big thing in its favor) but because it is a truly beautiful and charming place, and the people are, in my experience so friendly and nice.
As those who have followed my blog for a while might know I often stay together with a group of friends at either a B&B or in a rented house. It makes the whole expereince more fun I think (and more affordable) to share it with others. This year I was staying together with the Carlton Set. A group based in London arranging events and get-togethers, and now they had arranged a house party in Bath for the first days of the festival. I knew some people in the group already and one of my friends had suggested I come stay with them. So that’s what I did.
In the evening we had the first event on the schedule. It was an evening in the Georgian Pleasure Gardens. We were all set up and ready to go, we were going as a masked party and having a picnic afterwards. But things don’t always go according to plan. Unfortunately something happened that day which I have never before experienced, to that extent, on a visit to Bath…. it rained. And not a light drizzle, I’ve had that before, but it really was pouring down!
A few of us still decided to brave it and got into our costumes (though not the outfit I had planned to wear, I don’t think the feathers would have approved of the rain..) and set off, huddling under umbrellas and skipping between the puddles.
The event, I’m sorry to say, I cannot report much of. There were supposed to be musicians and theatricals and other exciting things, but after listening to the musicians for a few minutes I gave up and went inside a cafe for a hot chocolate with some of my friends who I bumped in to there. Our picninc obviously was cancelled and instead turned into a lovely candle-lit buffet back at the house we were staying.
Ok I know this post was a bit boring with only three bad pictures. I felt I had to admit the fact that sometimes it’s rainy and miserable (well, as miserable as it could be with lots of amazing people around of course!) at these events too. I promise lots more pictures in my next post; the grand Regency Promenade!