I set my alarm for 5:30, hoping to see Bath before the crowds. The city was still half-asleep, its stones cold and the air sharp. I wandered empty streets that would be packed by noon, feeling like I’d slipped into someone else’s memory. I took a photo of the Roman Baths with no one in the frame. It looked peaceful, but I kept thinking about how much effort it took just to find a quiet moment. Travel isn’t always about seeing more—it’s about carving out space for yourself, even if it means losing sleep. Later, when the city woke up, I realized I wasn’t really looking for a perfect shot. I just wanted proof I’d been there, before the world rushed in. #Travel #EarlyMorningTruths #TravelWithoutCrowds