Getting There

We are in Bath, having had a relatively uneventful trip. The British Airways flight was relatively painfree.
Here, gathering at San Francisco International Airport. Our students were great! We asked everyone to gather at 1:30 and within an hour we were able to clear security without too much fussing on my part

The flight was relatively quick and we got in about a half hour ahead of schedule. Here my teaching partner Andy Fleck and his wife Barbara wheel their luggage out to the coach.After clearing immigration, we were met by our intrepid organiser Mari Brookes and her son Oscar.
On the coach we had a fine drive through the increasingly verdant countryside to Bath, with just a couple of stops for food and other necessities
For purposes of confidentiality, I will not, at least presently, identify students, but here we are on the coach, stowing last bits of luggage.
Our coach driver, Mark, was bold and brave in the face of more luggage, literally, than the coach could hold.
Rosa, too, enjoyed the scenery, after having been cooped up in Sharon's handbag for fifteen hours.Home sweet home. Our flat on Lower Bristol Road is modern and roomy and will provide a comfortable base for the next three and a half months.



Finally, Rosa surveys nighttime Bath from her perch, almost literally over the Avon River.
More on Sunday, when we have an informal walking tour of the central city scheduled along with organisational meetings.

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