30.11.2014 - 30.11.2014 6 °C
Tracking eastward towards the Welsh coast today, stopping for breakfast along the way. Then onto Saint Asaph, called a city - only because it has a cathedral (even though its smaller than Llangollen). We come over a rise, greeted by salt air and ocean to the horizon. Out off the coast in the water, giant wind generators are churning out renewable energy.
We race along the motorway [I'm surprised how fast your allowed to drive] heading to Colwyn Bay, stopping at local markets. Lynn buys some new tights, lined for warmth, soft and comfortable. She also snags a bargain pair of wool lined leather gloves ($10), much cheaper than $160 at the airports. All the markets have the most delectable fudge, but so many choices and we have not yet succumbed to temptation, but it is only a matter of time.
Roads are good, some winding, very narrow through villages, through beautiful countryside and equally stunning little villages more quant and picturesque than you can imagine. Arriving at Conwy we experience a burst of sunlight one minute then cloud and drizzle within seconds. The sight of an amazing castle meets us, seemingly engulfing the town, but the beaches are nothing like ours, we’re way too spoilt.
Lynn thought she might keep tabs on the local constabulary just in case they were up to no good.
We returned home calling in to a Welsh food centre with everything you can imagine. It is dark by 4.00pm so we’ve been eating early (dinner by 5.30).