Bath Abby

Here's me standing in front of a dead guy. Actually, that's a sculpture of a dead guy. The dead guy is under the sculpture. Of the dead guy. Bath Abby was built some time in the fifteenth century, and has literally thousands of corpses burried under the floor. It's like the place is tiled with headstones. One night we were walking past the Abby, and it smelled strongly like moldy marijuana plant drug. I heard later that what we smelled was the stench of a thousand corpses, although I have no idea why you don't smell it most of the time.

There's a really cool sculpture inside, a tomb some general built for his dead wife. It has his wife lying there (life size), and he's lying next to her. He's kinda sitting up, looking concerned and mournful. But his face was all worn away, and he was missing a hand. One of the tour guides informed me that the Abby once tended to sick soldiers during the civil war, and some of the soldiers didn't like this general. It was some complicated thing about how they had recently changed sides, so now this guy was the enemy. So they literally de-faced his statue. Then they cut his right hand off, since that's the one he would hold his sword with. The tour guide said "they wanted to disarm him in another way, but that weapon isn't on the statue!"