A place where my mind had wondered in passenger seats resembling a safer, freeing alternative should the city life become too insufferable. The streets were rustic and old, yet boldly announced their timelessness. It wouldn't;t take much to soak in this classy air of. town. It was of course built upon the relicts of poets and writers. I'd never considered myself a poet, but it felt the like it was an inevitable fate for any creative person here.

 

The 1800s buildings, cobble stones and grandiose landscapes made one want to tuck into a novel, with a tea and blanket, looking out a window incrementally watching the raindrop make it's way down and out of sight.

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We spent three quiet days in Bath, my sister and I. 

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Frolicking around town, visiting monumental sites,  sipping on tea was lovely and pleasant. It was English. It represented what the English countryside ought to represent; slow days, deliberate tea and scone moments, and taking promenade along the river. And we were there for it. 

 

Upon taking a turn on the bus-about through the hills of Bath I was truely in awe of the beauty. Surprisingly, I felt an unexpected familiarity—almost a sense of intimacy—with some towns back in Victoria. I remember gazing over a hill, taking in the scattered cottage homes and rolling green hills speckled with autumn leaves. It was a sight to behold, so immersive that I realised Jane Austen's novels were not a mere romanticised fantasy.

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Truth be told this place visually couldn't have better reflected what I had anticipated and dreamt about. And with a flourishing artistic scene, I couldn't help but feel that perhaps this town did feel more alive through our screens. I am aware of  lack of immersion that comes from being a fleeting traveller, and some towns have an energy palpable enough to draw you in. However, with timelessness comes a secure sense of self, which was evident from the moment of arrival. It has grace, elegance and standard.

 

I spent hours walking these streets comprehending their historical significance, and imagining life from the Roman age, until our present day. This proved rewarding, but difficult. I did not so easily tap into a creativity I had expected, and therefore I hope to return with a different lens, one more introspective, expressive and cozy. 

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