Or... opening up, as luck had it.
On our second last day in London, Melissa and I met up with her cousin Shane, who is living and working over there. He was kind enough to give us a guided tour of the City and the area around Tower Hill. He was even nice enough to look up when the bridge was due to open that day, so we would have the chance to glimpse the iconic sight!
Bath is somewhere that I could have spent a hell of a lot more time in. Our final stop on the day tour (see stops one and two), we arrived in Bath just as the sun was setting, around, oh, 3.30pm. I still can't get over that. It was beautiful though and well worth the effort. The Roman Baths were interesting, and made for some really pretty photographs, but what I enjoyed the most was actually the town itself. The Christmas Market was adorable, full of interesting people and cute little stalls. I bought a little wooden frog that makes croaking noises and some delicious caramelised peanuts, a delicacy that was foreign to me prior to this visit. There was one little shop I visited where I had to descend down some steps into the tiniest space, there was barely enough room for the mini drinks fridge I was seeking. Apparently the town is a University town, making it all the more appealing as a place for me to return to. I would love to explore the place more, especially in the day light. I would've liked to explore the abbey and the surrounding areas, as well as all the other things the town has to offer, but the tour was only meant to show me the highlights, and I suppose it achieved that.
I first came across these strange furry little creatures in Saint James' Park. One jumped onto the path in front of me, resulting in my squealing "Squirrel!". They are so people friendly, that one on the fence in the photo below was feeding out of a person's hand! Also, the above photograph was taken with my 28mm lens, signalling just how close they are willing to get to you. I was so pleased to actually see one though, it was pretty much the one English thing I wanted to see. There are no squirrels in Australia, I have seen my fair share of possums, kangaroos and wombats, but a squirrel is something they don't even keep in a zoo. Ask Mel, I was jumping around the park after that first initial encounter, I was so happy!
Hi! I'm Louise. I am a writer, photographer, traveler, book fanatic and blogger. I love to post about my adventures and the little things I do that make life fun.
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