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'Twas our last day in Bath and the sun kissed our skin as we explored the streets for the last time.

Or should I say, until the next time?

Anyhow, we prepped ourselves with a hearty breakfast and then prepared for the long journey ahead to Wales, where we would be staying next.

We were only about an hour into the drive though when we had to stop for a toilet.

Ok, this was by far the BEST toilet stop I had ever made, for across the way as an abbey.

It was no ordinary abbey, however. It was Tintern Abbey and the significance of this particular one was that it was suppressed by King Henry VII in the mid 1500's when he set about and created the Dissolution of Monasteries.

It was truly spectacular. Exploring the ruins of one such Abbey where the King's men destroyed as much as they could was truly incredible.

The history here!

When we left, we proceeded to spend the entirety of the day popping in and out of Wales and England, eventually pulling into the small town of Conwy, Wales.

We checked into our B&B, an old and renovated church, then went just next door to Cafe Alfredo for a hearty Italian plate of pasta to make up for our hungry day.

Quite a day for our journey to Conwy....

Bye Bath!

"And you can stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-eh.."

Tintern Abbey, what a site.

Good ole fashioned selfie in a good ole fashioned Abbey!

Did you know that Cotswolds translates to "sheep enclosure in rolling hillsides"?

I couldn't have described this part of the countryside better!

See, just as quickly as we arrived in the one light town of Moreton-in-Marsh in the Cotswolds, we had to leave again!

Best to enjoy every minute you have then, yes?

After a hearty English breakfast with the best French pressed coffee (Brits sure know how to make a mean cup of joe!), Peter picked us up and we began the drive to Bath.

I must say, having a private driver at your beck and call really is the way to travel. Not only is he extremely flexible with stopping wherever we need, but he's incredibly knowledgable about the country, offering tidbits about the history of the area that we otherwise wouldn't have known about.

Anyhow, our main stop for the drive was in the lovely town of Bibury, where we explored the area and treated ourselves to farmhouse made honeycomb ice cream. Hey, we're on vacation!

We eventually arrived in the familiar city of Bath, a beautiful and quaint city indeed.

Whilst it was lovely to explore, it was also blazing hot, and I most certainly sweat a few tons. But as one kind lady put it, I "Carried it very well." Well thank you!

At the end of the evening, after dining at the French restaurant Pierre, we visited the fairly empty Roman Baths, which were truly something magnificent.

Imagining the city of Bath being invaded by the Romans in 43 AD, building these spectacular baths in honor of Minerva, the goddess of healing and wisdom. It leaves you in awe at how old and historic the rest of the world is.

And right before bed, there was a bath. Because when in Bath....

What a change from city living!