No. My keypad hasn't jammed...I'm not intoxicated. That is the Welsh phrase for "one language is never enough". I don't know Welsh either. I don't know any other language save for a few words here in there. Just as anyone. The usual, Spanish and French. Ok...maybe a few Finnish words too....likely dont' say them right...but I try on occasion. To the subject....took a recent trip to Wales for the weekend. I must say I was not sure what to expect and had heard that it is a pretty country. I was not disappointed. Brought me back to driving through parts of Montana and Idaho. Rolling hills and mountains, valley streams, brisk and powerful seaside. I took roughly 500 pictures with my camera if that gives any indication. Picturesque.
Wales has a high number of castles as well. Being American....how can I not be fascinated by them? The old churches that I love to search out...(not religious pilgrimage...merely fascination) are sometimes dated back to the 6th century.
Read that again.....Can you conceive of how old that is? I can't. I bet there were a lot less people around. Refreshing. Unfortunetly, you can be out in the middle of the week, in the pouring rain AND cold....no matter. Harry and the little Mrs will have themselves and their 5 children out for family day at the local castle. Much to my dismay. I don't hate children or parents...just don't care to be around most of them. Not on my day out! 
Wales has a high number of castles as well. Being American....how can I not be fascinated by them? The old churches that I love to search out...(not religious pilgrimage...merely fascination) are sometimes dated back to the 6th century.
Read that again.....Can you conceive of how old that is? I can't. I bet there were a lot less people around. Refreshing. Unfortunetly, you can be out in the middle of the week, in the pouring rain AND cold....no matter. Harry and the little Mrs will have themselves and their 5 children out for family day at the local castle. Much to my dismay. I don't hate children or parents...just don't care to be around most of them. Not on my day out! Nonetheless....I managed to enjoy the Welsh countryside very much so. One town in particular, Llandudno...the ultimate tourist trap-complete with Grand Hotel and pier...reminded me greatly of Mackinaw Island with cars. Like going back home for a day...at least close to home. Even found Seattle's Best coffee.....it is a small world after all.
Matt states he didn't hear any Welsh spoken...even away from all the tourists. I thought I did....yet in my naivete...could have been French...Dutch...Italian. Would I know the difference at this point? No. I never even realized until I moved to England that the Welsh actually still spoke Welsh...or that the longest town name in Europe and one of the longest in the world is in Wales. Not the worldly girl I thought i was.
Amazing thing is that all of it is only a few hours away....maybe even two. It takes a couple of hours to drive into another country....which may be true for many in America living close to Mexico or Canada. This country is yet considered "British"....much to it's inhabitants dismay i understand. I also have to remember that Great Britain's inhabitants don't consider themselves part of Europe either. To this day...they are fighting the Euro monetary system tooth and nail. Funny how so many Englanders make fun of Wales or even The Republic of Ireland for maintaining their identity, when they indeed are attempting to do the very same.
Off subject again.... I met my goal of seeing all the castles of Northern Wales and ancient churches that I possibly could. Nothing beats the great outdoors....except perhaps getting a history lesson in the process. THAT is a real bonus.
