We had a weekend stay in Bath last week. Overall it's a wonerful city with loads of heritage. You can spend a day in a naturally hot water spa, floating in peaceful comfort in a salty pool of green, skin cleansing joy, then you can have a look at the hot water springs where Romans would take a break from the harsh cold reality of their north western territory in the blissful hot pools. They even did it naked, women and men together, sounds pretty darn liberal to me!
But, if you stay at The Windsor for a rather high price, do not ask for an English breakfast and then alter the serving. I asked for the standard with poached eggs, but my girl doesn't like muchrooms or black pudding so didn't want that and asked for two hash browns with one egg poached and one scrambled. After about 15 minutes our breakfasts came out, I had ZERO eggs and 2 hash browns, She had plenty of mushrooms and a black pudding. We pointed out their error and proceeded to wait 50 minutes while they presumably hatched a hen, matured it and waited for it to lay 4 more eggs so they could retry the brekkie.
When it arrived we had what we asked for, with eggs poached to smitherenes. The yolk's were like marbles and the whites like silicon sealent. Still, we paid our £6 and burped bean flavoured gas for the rest of the morning.
Be warned.
Thursday, 7 October 2010
Trip to Tunisia
So we took our first steps on the African continent and what a voyage full of delights and frolics it was.
Having arrived at the airport, got ripped off by a pretend airport porter and getting on the wrong coach, only to refuse the help of the hotel porter at the drop off point, I realised I'd left my camera on the coach, yes, the wrong coach.
So I needed the help of the hotel porter that I had just offended. He was most helpful and got the coach driver on the phone and made him travel back 20 miles to the hotel to give me back my stuff. He got a large tip due to my incredible relief, not unlike the feeling you get when you think you've just been convicted of murder and realise that it was just a bad dream.
So, Camera at the ready we went on our coach tour of Tunisia, seeing the troglodytes, various beautiful oasis's and eventually getting to ride a camel into the Sahara. This was a weird place with lots of arabic hawkers. I paid the equivalent of about £1.50 for 200ml of coka cola! Not bad work if you can get it...
The Sahara hotel was lovely, better than our hotel in Sousse but we only had one night and we smelled very strongly of camel's. On the trip back we saw many more oasis's and a waterfall in the middle of the desert that the Roman's had once controlled.
All in all we liked the little bit of arabic influenced Africa we saw. Here's a video of our camel ride.
Having arrived at the airport, got ripped off by a pretend airport porter and getting on the wrong coach, only to refuse the help of the hotel porter at the drop off point, I realised I'd left my camera on the coach, yes, the wrong coach.
So I needed the help of the hotel porter that I had just offended. He was most helpful and got the coach driver on the phone and made him travel back 20 miles to the hotel to give me back my stuff. He got a large tip due to my incredible relief, not unlike the feeling you get when you think you've just been convicted of murder and realise that it was just a bad dream.
So, Camera at the ready we went on our coach tour of Tunisia, seeing the troglodytes, various beautiful oasis's and eventually getting to ride a camel into the Sahara. This was a weird place with lots of arabic hawkers. I paid the equivalent of about £1.50 for 200ml of coka cola! Not bad work if you can get it...
The Sahara hotel was lovely, better than our hotel in Sousse but we only had one night and we smelled very strongly of camel's. On the trip back we saw many more oasis's and a waterfall in the middle of the desert that the Roman's had once controlled.
All in all we liked the little bit of arabic influenced Africa we saw. Here's a video of our camel ride.
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