A week ago, Doug and I popped up to Bath to stay in the beautiful Francis Hotel the night before our first anniversary.
The offer to stay in this lovely hotel in one of our favourite cities came at just the right time, and I was able to arrange it so that we’d wake up there on the morning of our anniversary. When we arrived, it was absolutely tipping it down, so we spent a while in our hotel room drying off and noticing all the wonderful little details.
We were treated to a feature room, which was so stunning. A huge comfy bed, big telly, a cute little table and chairs, amazing en suite bathroom… and yes, you may have also noticed that there is a painting on the ceiling that you can look at while you lie in bed!
Doug and I have never stayed anywhere so lovely, and we really enjoyed all the little touches – a fruit bowl, iPod dock so that you could play your own music, the gorgeously scented candle, and the coffee machine, to name a few.
One of the things I found most amazing was that the mirror in the bathroom had a bit which didn’t steam up when you had a shower! I don’t know how they did that..
We took our own chocolate orange cupcakes, and sat around in our robes drinking wine all evening.
The next day, we woke up to beautiful sunshine and admired our view across the square. On our way down to breakfast we had a little nosey around. The wallpaper in the stairway was amazing – those silhouettes have an almost velvetty texture! The lounge areas were very impressive too.
We followed the stairs down to the very sunny breakfast room, where we were offered tea, coffee and toast before being shown the buffet area. This wasn’t your standard breakfast buffet – there was a pattisserie section, a refridgerated section of cold meats, fruits and yogurts, cereals and whatnot, and a hot section with fry up bits and bobs.
We obviously went for the fry up, being slightly hungover from our wine the night before! It was all absolutely delicious, and really good quality.
After packing up and checking out with the super friendly staff, we had a little wander around Bath. We walked down to the river, popping in an antiques shop on the way, then headed in the direction of the train station, and went inside an amazing old bookshop.
We’d walked past George Bayntun bookshop before and really wanted to go in, but it was closed, so we were very excited to see that it was open. We pressed the buzzer to get in, and entered this beautifully quiet place full of sleepy old books.
Also, it smelled amazing in there.
