Bath was neat. Very pretty, gorgeous weather (I think England is skipping winter this year), good buns (Sally Lunn's buns that is, famous worldwide).
Last night, near 1 AM, when I was trying to finish a paper (2 deadlines in 1 day = utter cruelty), everything started to quake, but nothing fell down. Introducing . . . my first earthquake. It drew all the Americans out of their rooms and into the hall (Lea: England doesn't get earthquakes!) but all the Brits were sleeping. It wasn't really that exciting. Not even a spilled glass of water. Pretty lame for a natural disaster.
Cheers.
