Trip to Wales:

I went to Wales this past weekend. Saturday, my roommate and I caught a 07:45 train to Cardiff. There, we met Terra, who had come over from Oxford. We went to Cardiff Castle (which is underground Roman walls, a small Norman keep, and a much larger Victorian neo-gothic home). Then we went to Cardiff Bay, though apparently we didn't make it to the nice part, and instead all we saw was the crappy part. Wales was playing Serbia in Millenium Stadium right across from our B&B Saturday night, so it was a bit wild. We went to two pubs and then a club after the football game ended. I thought one guy we met had an Irish accent but he said he was from Wales. It turns out his parents were Irish, so I was less confused than I thought. I really thought I could distinguish Irish from Welsh.

Sunday morning, we had breakfast (greasy and heavy, you know the drill) and then I took the train to Swansea and from there a bus to Pennard, a town on the Gower Peninsula (a very small town). Swansea was kind of neat, but I didn't make it to the Dylan Thomas house or anything. I was only there an hour.

Pennard (or Southgate) was beautiful, it was just cliffs down to the sea. You could climb right to the edge of the cliffs and then there was a path to the beach, which was a little sand and a lot of shelving rocks (volcanic or earthquake, I couldn't tell). I walked inland and saw the castle and lots of horse poop, but no horses. The town consisted of two newsagents, a coffee shop, a pharmacy, and a pub.

I got a bus back from there at about 6. I spent approximately 7 hours yesterday in some sort of moving conveyance, 4 trains and 2 buses. Too much time.

If I ever get to a computer that I can upload pictures, I have pics of the old flat and of Wales sitting on my laptop, so I'll put them up.