Once on the train we thought all was well, except the train was diverted to Salisbury where we had to change to another train to Bath. Ruth went to the bathroom, AND we missed the train. We had to wait one hour for another train. The sad thing was it cut into our time in Bath, but the good thing is that in Europe the trains run frequently, so all wasn’t lost.
We finally arrived in Bath and went to see the city and old Roman Bath ruins. I took the tour (£12), but Ruth opted not because of the cost. She roamed around and scouted out a place to eat at a Moraccan restaurant. That turned out to be a very smart move because the soup and bread was delicious. I asked the owner for the recipe and he gave me the ingredients and method for making it. It is the traditional meal to celebrate the end of Ramadan. He was very engaging and seemed to be pleased to share this meal and its history. I hope to treat the DFW ladies to Harira for dinner one night after I get home.
Bath is a beautiful city and I wish we could have spent more time there, but we had to catch the train to Trowbridge in order to get to Avebury before dark. We sat across from a delightful English couple who were most helpful in getting us to the bus stop for Avebury. The train was a few minutes late, so we waited another hour for the next bus. We arrived in Avebury at dark. We asked directions to Mrs. Dixon’s BandB and was told it was a 15-20 walk………In the dark and not knowing where we were going. A nice man offered a ride… so thankfully we arrived safely.
This was like our bus to Avebury. We had top deck front row seats. The narrow roads are quite precarious. From our view I imagined all sorts of near misses. The round-abouts seem so small that you wouldn't think that a bus this size could go around them.
