We spent five nights in Bath — considered by many to be the most beautiful city in England.  Once there, it was easy to see why.  From the classic architecture to the fashionable shops to the well-dressed people, Bath (pronounced Baahth, like the “a” sound in car) exudes style and elegance.

On the first day, we explored the city center (centre in the U.K.).  While limping along the streets (my toe still swollen and discolored from my accident the previous morning), I was struck by the number of real estate offices I saw.  There was one (sometimes two) on every block.  Each time we’d pass one, Paula would stop to examine the listings taped to the windows.  Her dream was to own a home in Europe some day. Unfortunately, the million dollar price tags In Bath didn’t quite fit into her budget.

While siteseeing, we visited the Royal Crescent – a row of terraced houses built in the 1700’s for the rich and famous.

Then, we toured the Roman Baths.

Afterward, we had a relaxing dinner on the patio of the Roman Baths Kitchen, a restaurant across from the site, where we people watched.  We saw members of the Jane Austen festival on their way to a masquerade ball …

… and some of them even posed for pictures.

We ended up sitting on the patio all evening, drinking wine and Bailey’s coffees, of course, and listening to musicians perform in the square.  As darkness fell, lights illuminated the Roman Baths and Abbey Church.  It was lovely.

The only thing missing was two Mr. Darcy’s.  Oh, well, there’s always tomorrow.