One of the coolest things about this country (and all of Europe, really) is the history. I’m pretty sure that prior to coming here, the oldest building I’d ever seen only dated to the early 18th century. Maybe Massachusetts Hall at Harvard. Even the fort in my hometown that was built in 1839 seemed ancient to me (to be fair, forts had been erected on that site as early as 1755 and they were just destroyed a few times by the French… and some Americans… and the British… so there’s a little more history than the 1839 date suggests).
Compare those buildings to what I saw yesterday, when I stood in the remains of a Roman temple and spa dating back to the first century AD and finally got to see the mysterious arrangement of rocks that’s been standing in Wiltshire for millennia. Stuff from the 18th century seems like such small potatoes in comparison – it’s a whole different historical ballgame here.
As with my London post, I’ll quit commentating and let the pictures say their thousands of words.
If you’re ever in England, Bath is a wonderful place to visit. It’s a beautiful town with such great history (we didn’t even make it to the Jane Austen Centre!). Even if you’re not as inclined to geek out over history as I am, it’s worth a visit to go to the UK’s only spa that’s fed by a natural hot spring. My friends and I have already decided we’re going to go back to decompress during exams in the New Royal Bath. I’m almost looking forward to finals just because of that.