Picked up car (small Ford ) in Holyhead and headed off not really knowing ant thing about Wales.

First stop Bangor, a university town by the sea .C was hungry for other than fried food so went into a cafe and had a magnificent antipasto a good antidote for what we had been eating..North Wales is extremely beautiful ,traveled through the Cambrian mountains then Snowdonia National park stunning scenery stone walls going right up the mountains .The only thing they didn't have far to find the building material. Lots of hikers rambling and caravaning and by the seaside poor buggers in row after row of cabins ,wandering around with jackets on.

Stopped at Harlech Castle and although we only had half an hour till closing it was well worth the visit. You can walk around the parapets with a sheer drop probably 30 meters down and the wall only about thigh height. I dont like heights at the best of times. It was built in the 1200s by Edward the first and in the information there, there is a sketch of him with his castle architect ,as you would have. From there as it was getting late we looked for lodgings and called into a cute little pub. Inspected the rooms and although smelt a little smoky it was the cheapest we had stayed at .Installed ourselves then wandered around the town of Barmouth,Its another little resorty town. Our b&b had a little snug which you could fit maybe six people in ,so we after a couple of pints of cider we decided to eat it didn't sound the best when the land lady asked when we wanted to eat and that she would the steak out of the freezer. So from whoa to go it was half an hour and like eating shoe leather . But we had a great night talking to the for other people there . Two scousers had washed up there building the rail bridge over the estuary and one had left his wife for a welsh dragon as he put it. The other two were a couple from Leister that had been coming for their holiday for over 30yrs . Finally to bed and of course I went out like a light for a while because C was up and down all night ,finally getting me off the bed and putting the quilt from the single bed over us and sleeping on top of the bed, As the bed had warmed up the smell of stale piss had got stronger and stronger..We both told the couple separately about and both were a bit snippy and said it was a new mattress,well we were all new once ..The old bugger who owned it and just lived next took it as task to design our trip down to Lalestown . He also owned something in Tunisia and was doing up a b&b in Normandy. We traveled down the coast then inland to Breacan Beacons stopping frequently on the way. We made Hops place at 6 which worked out well .He lives in a lovely little village near Cardiff ..Sian came home from London to see us ,and Marg is coming on Sunday. I told Hop that we would be moving on Monday so the whole weekend is planned like a military operation.

We walked into the village and had a beautiful dinner then on the way home to his local (est 1400s) for night cap