Our 10th Anniversary: Bath and Glastonbury  
I have realized upon trying that there is no way to really impart to anyone else what happened on this day. That's because it was the kind of day that you have only a few of in a lifetime, and the things that happen in it are less important than what happens on the inside. This was one of those rare moments where you know, not just suspect, that you have come face to face with the Infinite. I will leave it at that and tell you in insufficient words how it all went down.

After a great breakfast at Badminton Villa (and the nicest hosts you can possibly imagine who even gave me a throat remedy for my cold), we scrambled down the hill to quickly catch what we could of Bath before we left. We couldn't very well go there and not see the Roman baths and cathedral and such. Again, soooo glad we did.

Here are the Roman Baths.

So wonderful. This was a temple built to Minerva so it was thought people would come here for healing and wisdom.

They think there are probably Roman ruins under much of the city of Bath but they can never really be excavated without destroying the city itself.

Here we see the heating system underneath the floors. Boiling water would flood this area and heat the floor above it. FANCY. Again, I have so many more pictures, but I will spare you. This is another place in which we didn't spend nearly enough time.

We made our way to Glastonbury next. This is a special, bizarre town. It's sort of the Taos of England. It's a little insane. We stayed at an excellent B&B called Parsnips which was so wonderful and was actually right on the corner of the Abbey grounds.

These are the ruins of the Glastonbury Abbey.

It is the home of many legends.

It is a site for pilgrimages.

The place is deeply intertwined with Arthurian Legend, especially the Grail Myths.

The Abbey was destroyed when they refused to convert to Church of England during the War of the Roses.

In 1191, the alleged tombs of the legendary King Arthur and Guinevere were said to have been excavated from the Abbey grounds.

Their tombs were brought into the church itself in 1278 but were destroyed during the dissolution.

The remains of the underground Lady Chapel.

We then went to the Chalice Well, which is a place of meditation and prayer.

People come here to drink from the waters of this well.

The stories behind this healing water run deep and are intertwined with Joseph of Arimathea and the Grail myths.

People have been coming here for 2,000 years to drink these waters.

It was a quiet, beautiful place. We were sort of taken aback by its stillness.

The trees hold peoples' prayers and intentions.

We then started to climb the Glastonbury Tor, which is the hill in the center of the town.

This is St. Michael's Tower, at the top of the Tor. There is evidence that people have been coming here since Neolithic times.

Getting to the top was a little difficult since I was sick, but oh, the view was extraordinary.

Inside the tower.

View of the verdant pastures below.

There were swallows circling.

The sun was setting. The world was peaceful. There was an inexplicable serenity and beauty to what we were experiencing.

The sun sets into the West.

We re-spoke our vows as the sun set. Something amazing, hilarious, and magical happened in just that moment that I'm not sure I'd ever be able to explain.

Climbing, or possibly floating, back down the hill.

We left this place changed and blessed.


Absolutely stunning and magical. You may not be conveying the magnitude of what you felt there, but these still say so much.

By Blogger Lisa, at Sunday, October 26, 2008 11:25:00 AM  

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