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This morning we went for breakfast at a Wetherspoons which looks over the water of Bristol. It was very picturesque and fuelled us up for the day ahead.

We then jumped on the train to Bath. The train had TVs on the back of the seats, so I got to watch 5 minutes of @[185849034786703:The Powerpuff Girls].

We arrived in Bath which was really pretty with lots of flowers and lots of lions.

My parents went for a tour of the Roman baths, while Tom and I went off to explore the town.

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We hunted out Royal Crescent, the street that the one in Holland Park (where Richard Branson lives) is based on. It was designed by a Mason, so from the above, the streets make masonic symbols.

Nearby we found the Hansel & Gretel strudel cafe which sold a strange mix of knitting yarn, Christmas decorations and strudel… but there were only 3 tables which were full, so no strudel for us.

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Instead, we found a nice little deli, where posh people were arguing about the price of cheese and had Rose Lemonade, which tasted like liquid turkish delight and Ubuntu Cola (which is some computer geek joke that only Tom and @[37103254:Tony Daly] got!)

Afterwards we found my parents and went for a pint of Bath’s only beer Bellringer in Bath’s smallest pub.

For dinner, we ate at Porters Vegetarian Pub, where I ordered a super meaty looking pie. It was awesome getting to try a little of everyone else’s food without the fear of accidentally eating meat.