Perfectly enchanting. That’s what I think of when I remember Wales. On the second leg of our journey we visited the northern area of Snowdonia and stayed in a town called Caernarfon. It had everything you could want–fish and chips, a castle, and a beautiful countryside. What more could you ask for?
And yes, the people really did speak Welsh, which is nothing like English. Like I said, enchanting.
See for yourself.
It was a sleepy start to the day for Liam with another long car ride.
This is my version of drive-by shooting.
First view stepping out of the car.
This had to be one of my favorite things…but you have to look closely..
That’s right, the Welsh word for Prime Minister is “Prif Weinidog.” Nice.
I didn’t know they had helicopter launch pads back then…
We climbed lots of these…
…so we could see this.
Verbose English signage.
Then it was off to the countryside.
More drive-by shooting.
Mr. Handsome with Cute Nephew.
We hiked through the countryside and mostly saw shrubs, fields, and flowers…
Until we came through a clearing and saw this…
If we didn’t have to hike back, I would’ve liked to join them.
Still, we had this lovely church.
And we ate dinner in the little village.
Later that night, after we got back into town, Jay and I walked around and enjoyed the sunset.
It’s a post post office.
Next stop is Durham!