Stratford-Upon-Avon, the Cotswolds, and Bath  
The Emsley was our B&B in Stratford. The scrambled eggs were especially memorable.

We took a moment before we left town to visit the Holy Trinity Church, which was Shakespeare's church. I am so glad we did. It ended up being one of the nicest parts of the trip.

Shakespeare's grave is here, along with that of his wife and other family members. There is a memorial to him in Westminster Abbey but his body was never moved there, probably in no small part due to the writing on his tombstone.

That's Will up there on the wall. He was baptized and buried here.

This man knows everything there is possibly to know about the church and Shakespeare. He was amazing. I loved talking to him. I learned from him that Shakespeare's family was Catholic and secretly stayed so even after the state turned to Church of England. Will's father carried out private masses in his home and buried the information on how to perform the mass under their hearth.

In the church's graveyard.

Boats along the Avon River, all bearing the names of Shakespeare's heroines.

Avon Swans. I really wish we had another day here to just walk along the beautiful riverside park and enjoy the lovely atmosphere. But we had to move along, so we got in the car and drove through the Cotswolds, which are a collection of quaint countryside towns.

We stopped in this town, called Bourton-On-The-Water.

It had a stream running through it.

It was quiet and idyllic. A lot of people seem to come here to retire. I can see why.

We started to walk this country road, but had to turn back. I think about what might be down that road every night.

David said this was his dream house. Then we saw an even more beautiful one, and he picked that one instead. And then another, and another...

We loved that town, but after some delicious shortbread at the local bakery, we had to move on again. The countryside was so rich - bales of hay, sheep, and green, green, green everywhere.

And then we entered Bath.

Our B&B, Badminton Villa, was up on a hill overlooking the town.

This was the magnificent view from our bedroom.

View of the town center.

We walked down the hill into town and were instantly enraptured by its elegance and culture.

We have 1,500 pictures. I wish I could show you everything. But you get the idea.

Thermae Spa, right next to the Roman Baths. We were so exhausted by this point, and this place absolutely did the trick. Using the same healing waters that the Romans used 2,000 years ago, this spa has several floors of warm waters to enjoy. The Twilight Package was so cheap and we got a meal with it as well. There is nothing quite like being on the rooftops of Bath in a great warm pool watching the moon rise over the lit steeple of the cathedral. It was stunning.

Walking home.

3 Comments:

Your pics of Paris are beautiful, but damn, I am being pulled to England. I want to cobble there.

By Anonymous shawn, at Wednesday, October 22, 2008 10:20:00 PM  

Seriously. I do, too.

By Blogger adriana, at Thursday, October 23, 2008 10:17:00 AM  

god i miss it there so much.

we are going to italy for our 10th anniversary - but not until december.

in related news I need the grey cape you are wearing for the aforementioned trip. Where did you get it? It's fab.

By Blogger The Dancing Kids, at Wednesday, October 29, 2008 4:47:00 PM  

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