|our address was in the terrace at centre|
My guy elected to spend an office day online at our lodgings, so I was free to spend hours across the street at the Georgian house museum at No.1 Royal Crescent, A wonderful wee video on the museum website captures the house wonderfully; but I took several hours longer. (couldn't link it directly - it's the 1:43 minute Vimeo at left of your screen.)
|servants' stairs at No.1 Royal Terrace|
As I wandered the below stairs area of the museum house, I saw what our AirBnB suite had once looked like. Uncanny.
The kitchens at No.1 Royal Crescent are recreated to show the harried daily life for the below stairs folks - without whom the refined life upstairs would not have run so smoothly.
Notice the niches which once likely contained fireplaces; they've been modernized with cast iron stoves.
|warm work in winter, unbearable in summer?|
|above you looms the crescent|
On my return to our accommodations, I noted all the Georgian conventions at work here. But we got to enjoy the cool below ground suite, with none of the toil.
|our window on the Upper Church St. world...|
|...and the way we got there|
|at least Georgian townhouses had light on lower levels|
|from our comfy bed, we admire former cooking niches|
In Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen puts these words into impressionable Catherine's mouth: "I really believe I shall always be talking of Bath, when I am home again - I do like it so very much."
Well, I'm considerably older and a bit more cynical, but I concur.