Friday, September 25, 2009
Castles and Hills
My bedroom is tiny – just enough room to put my small bag and walk beside the bed, a TV attached to the wall at the end of the bed, a tiny window high on the wall that a sweet bird cheeps through all morning,
and a cute little ensuite at the other end looking up at grazing sheep on the hill behind. I arrived in after dark, as I had missed my train – it being only two carriages so that I did not see it as I waited in a room on the platform. The next train arrived an hour later, and once again, I was comfortably seated at a table with lots of room. Everything here is written in Celtic (Welsh) and English, although the language itself is seldom heard.
The afternoon was spent back in town, blogging, eating cake (what else!) and driving through the countryside to find the elusive next castle. I eventually found it close, well after both it and its adjoining information centre were closed. Tomorrow begs even more fun with horse riding over these magnificent hills, and hoping that this beautiful weather doesn’t suddenly turn to pouring rain!