The Baths were everything I had hoped they would be; historic, fascinating and British, but it was one room in the building that drew my attention. It didn't look like much from the outside, and on the inside it was just a ruin but it held a large pool where people could throw coins and make wishes.
I'm not entirely sure that this pool was meant for coin tossing or whether one person with a compulsion to make wishes just threw a coin in and started a trend. Either way, the bottom of the pool housed an impressive coin collection and I wasn't about to argue with its origins- I had some wishes to make.
I chose a shiny 20p coin, thinking that this entitled me to two wishes (10p a wish seemed a fair price). My first wish was one that had been playing on my mind since I'd travelled to Scotland the week before.
I wanted to move to Scotland. The moment I'd crossed the border into Scotland, I had felt more at home than anywhere else I'd been previously, and the moment I'd left I felt like someone wanted to chop my right arm off- Scotland just felt right and felt like home.
My second wish was to meet the love of my life in Scotland. Now, call me sentimental or just plain female but I think every girl grows up with an idea in her head about who the love of her life will be. Blame Disney, Jane Austen and the chick lit genre in general for this life time search to find 'The One', but ever since I was little I had it firmly set in my mind that the love of my life would be British. So wish number two was to meet the love of my life. I held the coin tight in my hand, closed my eyes and made my wishes to the Roman Baths pool gods (whoever they might have been) and then tossed my coin into the water.
Now, as with most wishes that require a coin donation I didn't think for a moment that either of those wishes would actually come true. I was optimistic for the rest of my trip, but once back home and dragging myself to work everyday, I started to think it had all been a waste of a nice shiny 20p coin. But the Roman Baths pool gods clearly deserve a little more credit than that. Eighteen months after that wish, I was on a one way flight to Edinburgh, and 3 months after I arrived in Scotland wish number two was granted.
In the 4 years that I have been living here I've been back to the Roman Baths pool gods, firstly to thank them for granting my first two wishes, and secondly to make some new wishes.
'Everything I wished for' is a culmination of all of the wishes I made to them and how they are coming true.
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