I've been remiss in reporting on my stumbles, but this is the Relax Week, no shows, no pre-ticketed train travel, no hotels -- just fun times.
- Tuesday we drove down to Bradford-on-Avon, which I did report on briefly;
- on Wednesday,
hantsbear & I walked about Bath, and did the oh-so-touristy thing of riding the open-top double-decker tourist bus with a delightfully cynical announcer giving us the poop on each famous location. I like Bath, and I'm surprised, because it's as much a tourist trap as Venice is, but it has a nice self-mocking edge to it.
- Thursday a drive back to Ravenstone, via the Cotswolds, beautiful rolling countryside dotted with precious little villages with VERY LITTLE parking, though we did eventually find a place to stop for lunch.
- And then, today, a bus trip into Leicester, to see the recently-unearthed bones of Richard III. Sort of -- the bones are being pored over by scientists in lab coats, so us civilians don't get a chance, but we did see a cute exhibition about the whole froo-fra, a reconstructed Richard-III-head, and the slab in the cathedral that they'll eventually dump the bones under, so there was some satisfaction in that.