Tuesday, September 11, 2012

That welcome is calling to me

Whenever I visit my family in Wales, I enact a little ritual when I see the sign with the Welsh dragon.   I sing!     If you are Welsh, singing come a swift second after talking, so my poor husband just raises his eyebrows and lets me get on with it.    

We are holidaying in North Wales, and although Welsh by birth I have not visited this area before because I was born in the South.  I am overwhelmed by the beauty of the mountains, the coastline, the wild life and the feeling of welcome that that surrounds me.    My lovely 'other half' even joined in with my song as we crossed the border.

We are staying in a lovely little cottage, (previously a granary which has been lovingly restored and is 'chocolate box' pretty inside and out).   I can't believe that we haven't tried this before, usually opting for an hotel or a cruise in the past.    We have changed our usual holiday accommodation for this cottage because we now have two little dogs, and felt that we want to share the holiday with them. 

We have walked on the beach (and I paddled in the sea with the dogs), and although cold we had such fun and laughter especially my 'other half' when I nearly fell into a very large rock pool.   Mica and Jasper, the dogs, loved every minute and were almost as exhausted as we were at the end of the day.

We have counted five castles, on our travels through North Wales, and intend visiting as many as we can before leaving this lovely place.

 Wales as a destination for your holidays?  Yes, most definitely.



 




 


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