Britta's Letters from her life divided between city-life in German's capital Berlin and life in a Bavarian village
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Tuesday 4 June 2013

A Day Like Milk And Honey - Visiting BATH

Britta Huegel
Royal Crescent

the river Avon


I was so lucky! The most beautiful weather made the honey coloured stones of Bath soft and welcoming. I saw so many gorgeous sights (and could take photographs for my working project too), that Picasa on Google will throw me out again if I post all the photos I like. So I have to choose, which isn't easy, as even the dinner in a quite normal restaurant was an architectural event:


And all the time I felt a bit like a figure in a novel of Jane Austen: like sitting in a georgeous ballroom and waiting who would appear - because, as you might know, I was to meet my fellow blogger, Tom Stephenson, for the first time and in person. 

Britta Huegel
The Assembly Rooms

When I read the blog of another person I get an impression, form a picture in my mind, and have a distinct vision how he or she will be. I'm so happy that I can assure you that I was right - a wonderful, witty and handsome man he is, and before you recommend me to plunge into the famous Roman Baths

Britta Huegel
 Roman Baths
 or even start to pray for my soul





Britta Huegel
Bath Abbey


 we were four: Tom, his lovely wife H.I. and  her daughter. We all talked so lively, that I managed just in time (running like a hare) to catch the train back to London.
Thank you all for a really lovely day!

Britta Huegel

 We'll meet again - in Bath or Berlin - and with Husband.