Bristol

Today Mom asked how my classes were and my response was
"I went to Bristol!"

I don't have class on Wednesdays, in other words.

To answer the title of this blog, yes, Bath is, I suppose, near London, but it takes three hours to get there by bus. When I go to the airport for my flight to meet Jana and Katie in Italy, it's going to be four hours. (It's not Heathrow, it's some other one).
It takes two hours to get there by train by the way. I know because I paid 35 pounds to get here.

So I went to Bristol.

This is me in front of Carlington Suspension Bridge. It is 245 feet above the water. I walked it's 702 foot span to buy Brian a postcard and then walked back on the other side, which was much prettier. Apparently the cliffs are a refuge for rare plants or something. There was some fort off to the side that was suposed to be from the iron age. It didn't look like it but I accepted that it used to exist.

So I had wasted a lot of time figuring out the busses, so then I just went back to shop. They have a shop named Primark that's pretty cheap and they have an indoor mall, so I got things I wouldn't be able to afford in Bath. I really should have waited to buy those heels...

That's all for tonight because I'm exhausted and getting sick.