Escape from Bath, Part I
To reduce stress on our day of departure, Saturday the 14th, we had planned to return the car the day before. On the 12th, an email from Hertz Bath arrive, informing us that the drop-off office had closed, and the new one was at “the Old Coal Yard on Station Road,” an address that did not appear on Google maps. We wrote back asking for a street number or landmark, something to ID the place. No reply.
So this morning, we drove to Station Road, then proceeded along its length, up and down, including along a very narrow, congested stretch where we had to drive half on the sidewalk to avoid a big lorry. Finally, driving back down, creeping slowly, we saw a yard behind gates, with a small shed tucked well behind, whose tiny sign read “Hertz.” The agents were apologetic, and one of them offered to drive us back to our apartment (which was a blessing really, given our later experience with Bath taxis).
The ride back at least had its amusements, not the least of which was listening to the agent’s very broad West Country accent. As a bonus, Richard learned where one could buy lardy cake in Bath (unfortunately not in the posh town center where we were staying).
Once recovered from the car return, we took advantage of our unencumbered state to explore the town center just outside our flat. (NB: We have visited Bath twice before.)
A walk around Bath
The town center of Bath is beautiful, with an abundance of intriguing shops, one of which produced a gift for our daughter. We visited the Fashion Museum, located in the Assembly Rooms (Janeites take note).
The Circus and the Crescent
Among the most beautiful buildings anywhere, the Circus and the Royal Crescent were built in the mid-18th century.
