Early call this morning. On the ferry to Holyhead Wales. The crossing took an hour and 50 minutes, the last 15 minutes were the worst. We must have hit a cross tide or something. Have you ever tried to go to the bathroom, the the ferry hits a “bump in the road”? Good thing I was hanging on.
Wales is beautiful! and I’ve only seen a little bit of it. The sun was shinning when we landed and it was warm. Our first stop was lunch – of course. IT was some castle – the name escapes me at the moment (Caernarfon Castle), but it was spectacular. A ruin, so neat. We only had and hour and a half. So we went into a little cafe and got a take away sandwich, and then raced into the castle to eat on the steps, actually a bench in the sun.
We wandered the castle and then outside to get around to the other side of the inlet to get some photos from there, but Dylan stopped us and said we needed refreshing and pointed us toward the Black Dog pub, been around since 1540, to have a beer called Wrexham – made in his home town. Not bad beer, but I chugged it so to speak so we could get back to where we wanted to go.
But we couldn’t get there in the time we had left, so we got what we could and then back on the coach toward Dylan’s home. As we got there it started to rain – hard. The ladies on tour got cupcakes (Dylan is making up for Mother’s day yesterday). We stood outside a shop under the awning eating it in the pouring rain. Once finished we went inside to buy stuff!
Then we wandered down to his pub for a beer. Neat old pub. Nice beer, a different kind, I don’t know which. Took some photos of the old water wheel that was churning in the river behind the pub. We walked back to the coach in the rain.
Away again toward Chester and our hotel. What a neat old hotel. Lots of chandeliers and old furniture. We had supper in the hotel.
I am still on a tilt and dizzy from the ferry ride, or it could be the gravol and beer that I drank today.