Friday, June 03, 2011

Wet weekend in Wales

I spent May bank holiday weekend in southern Wales. We spent the night in Cardiff, dodging stag parties, hoards of Englishmen in silly outfits, I was so proud.

We collected our car in the morning. A visit to Cardiff Bay was literally a wash out, but by the time we got to Swansea the rain had stopped and it was clear when we got to the Gower Peninsula. We nearly got blown off the cliffs by the gusts of wind. We had dinner in Tenby and spent the night in a place called Manorbier.

In the morning we went exploring the beach below the hotel. I love climbing over rocks and dodging the tide.
We drove along the Pembrokeshire coast and stopped at St Govan's Chapel. The we headed north through Pembroke and on to St. David's. The catherdral is purple. Seriously, it's built of purple stone, I've never seen anything like it.

After two days on the coast we turned inland to head to the Brecon Becons. We stayed the last night in a hostel in the middle of nowhere, on top of a Welsh mountain. In the morning, we had breakfast at a Welsh farmhouse and I chatted to the farmer about the age of the various parts of the house. I'm never off duty!



Later, we trekked for what seemed like hours to see a series of waterfalls. It was a wet day to begin with. We tried to dodge the mud and puddles, but nearly came home with a case of fin rot. It was worth the effort though.

After three days of driving, it felt strange to be back on foot on Tuesday. And I miss eating Welsh lamb burgers.