Bath and Wales

So... It has been two days since I last posted, and since then I have left London, explored Bath, and entered Wales. Ah, posting is getting away from me. Let me attempt to catch you up.
The train ride from London to Bath was uneventful. A little less than an hour and a half from boarding the train in Paddington Station to debarking at Bath Spa Station, which is basically situated at the heart of Bath.
Of course, somewhere during my trip from the Station to my hostel it started pouring rain. Getting off the train I trudged up High Street in Bath (the UK equivalent of Main Street) which eventually took me to my hostel above a bar called Belushi's on Green Street. Shout out to St. Christopher's Inn in Bath, which was a great place to meet people.
When the rain let up I let myself explore Bath by simply wandering about the city. I found King's Circus and Victoria Park and found that the architerture in Bath was both beautiful and historical.
Then I went back to the hostel where I met my roomates for the night, Rachel from England and Maggie and Helena from Germany. They were wonderful. We headed up to the "Chill Out" room to watch Juno, were we met several other people spending the night in Bath. It was a informal meeting of cultures as we contrasted and compared politics, social programs, currency, and education in our various countries (United States, Canada, Germany, UK).
A couple of hours of games later, I crashed in bed. Excited for my second day in Bath.
My second day in Bath started with free breakfast in the bar downstairs. Afterwards, I headed towards Bath Abbey for a walking tour of the city. We hit the Roman Baths, Bath Abbey, the Guild Building, Bridge, King's Circus, the Royal Cresent, Victoria Park, the Assembly Rooms, the main Theatre, the Royal National Hospital for Rheuthmic Diseases, and back to the Baths in a 2 and a half hour tour. Back at the baths I had a glass of the natural hot spring water (it tasted fine to me, but a little warm). I then set off on my own expedition to find Jane Austen's house (or at least the house she lived in for the majority of her time in Bath). Heading down Bridge, I found her house after turning the corner. Unfortunately, I didn't spend too much time there as the owners of the house actually live there.
Now, the reason I planned on going to Bath in the first place was that I always wanted to dramatically "take in the waters" like Jane Austen, or the Romans, did. So it was imperative on this trip to bathe in the waters. Returning to the hostel to pick up my towel, I headed to Thermae Spa which is located right accross the street from the pump room where Jane Austen got the hot spring water that she drank.
2 hours later I was prune-y. But let me tell you, there is something purely wonderful about soaking in hot water, lazing about in a huge scented sauna, being dowsed alternatively by hot and cold water, or swimming in hot water on the rooftop of the building in freezing rain. It is invigorating. Just like the Romans planned.
I grabbed some fish & chips (cod) and went back to the hostel for a late dinner, called the parents, and settled down in my dorm with my Kindle.
I woke up this morning and got on the train headed for Salisbury. There I joined a tour to Stonehenge, were I bumped into Maggie and Helena from the hostel in Bath (this was not planned, and was completely unexpected as they had left the hostel a day before I did). Spent an hour at Stonehenge circling rocks (very prestigious, heavy, beautiful rocks) and listening to an audio tour with them. Hopped back on the bus to the train station and stopped in Old Sacrum to see King Henry I's castle ruins. Back to the train station, for a hour ride to Bristol Temple Meads, to switch trains for an hour ride to Newport in South Wales (where all the signs are in both English and Celtic. Very cool!), to switch trains for a four hour journey to Holyhead, Wales.
After asking multiple people (a couple walking across the bridge, and a waitress and a tipsy woman outside a bar having a smoke) for directions to the closest place to get a taxi, I pocured a taxi to my hostel for the night, Anglesey Outdoor.
Now, I'm tuckered out, and am going to bed. Hopefully I will post this and subsequent blogs when I get more internet service.