Weekend in Wales

Well we decided to have a weekend in the Welsh valleys. Well set off Friday morning as its a long drive down through Cardiff and Swansea and over the Severn bridge which is over 3 k long and spans the River Severn, as we were heading for our first night at the Gwestry Webley ( Gwestry is Welsh for Hotel) in Poppit, overlooking the Teifi River and the Atlantic. The first thing that strikes you when you enter Wales is that every single sign has been written in English and Welsh. All signs are double the size they should be. By the time you read the sign you have driven past it. I very quickly learnt the word for SLOW…….ARAF as its written on the road everywhere. Drove through numerous Welsh villages. One sign even said FREE RANGE PEOPLE AND ANIMALS.They really have a sense of humour and Wales is the most beautiful country.

 

After checking into our Welsh Country Hotel we drove back a few miles to Cardigan and had a pint in The Eagle Pub. The landlord immediately said that we should have been in here yesterday , the water would have been up to our knees. They had a flash flood. But you wouldn’t have known it as all the neighbours and of course customers pitched in and it was gone.The locals certainly made sure that the pub would be open for business the following day. No evidence of a flood. As there are numerous castles in Wales we ask the landlord of The Eagle if there were any around here. His answer was “ There’s one across the bloody road “ The Welsh are so hospitable if they know you are a Kiwi. The say that when the ABs play England they will all be wearing black shirts. Back to the Webley for dinner. He only had 1 chicken and 2 steaks left…On checking out on Sunday he said next week the Hotel was booked out by the local Rugby club and the club choir so he cant rent out any rooms cause there will be too much noise. Only in Wales, a

Rugby club choir….He told us a nice walk along the Pembrokeshire Coast cliffs, overlooking Cardigan Bay and the Atlantic, just a bit further south so we headed there. Although he said the roads get a bit narrow. Anyway we made it and didn’t meet anything coming the other way. The walk was fantastic. Talk about fresh air and scenery.

Next stop was back on the English border at Hay-on-Wye. Stayed at at little pub called The Baskerville Arms. OO  RR OO RR. Next day set off and climbed Brecon Beacon which is he highest point in Southern UK which doesn’t mean much but still our legs were sore for a long time after. The view was amazing. Once again stunning weather. We had been pretty lucky with the weather.