Hey, here’s a picture…

…of Stonehenge!

The house in the cliff

I am constantly so tired…anyway, this morning started out gray, gross, and very damp, so we decided it would hurt no one if we ate breakfast and got ready to exist a bit more slowly. It is a good think we did, since over breakfast we decided to read our informational pamphlets a little bit more, and discovered that our plans were suddenly impossible to complete. We had thought we would pop over to see a medieval Celtic village, but upon perusing the booklets, we discovered the pace closed for the season a whole two days ago. We had to improvise.
So we instead went south to the coast, to visit a place called St. Govan’s Chapel. It is located along the Celtic Coastal Path, although even driving there is quite a trek, an adventure through high hedges, dirt roads, and sharp bends. The chapel is actually built into a cliff, and though there remain suggestions of old decorations, the elements have done their work, and now all that is left is a simple stone hut, with a simple stone altar.
This in itself is very cool, although what really caught us was the access even lower to rocks below, right up to the edge of the water. We quickly clambered down, over stones covered in barnacles, housing snails as small as a millimeter in diameter, towards where the water was pounding over the lowest rocks, sending a cold spray into the air. Over the ages, the waves and tides had carved through the cliff face, forming a tall archway through which, today, we were able to walk through.
It was at this moment I slipped, and we suddenly realized that if either of us got hurt walking over the unstable, rather jagged, rocks, then we would be rather royally….well, let’s just put it the way we did at the moment. We would be royally f**ked.
We stopped for a moment to observe the waves and ponder our mortality.
At this point we were still on the left hand side of the chapel (while facing the ocean), so we crossed over to explore the rock shelf that was situated in the right side. We found a rock pool, another arch, and just beautiful and very interesting scenery in general. It was cut short (if you can call almost two hours short), by the realization that the water was steadily, and increasingly quickly, coming closer to our feet. We decided it would be a good time to start heading in an upwardly direction.
On the way back, we went on a quest for petrol, food, and a pharmacy. All were found, and the acquisitions of gas and surprisingly tasty, healthy foods were accomplished simultaneously.
All in all, it was a wonderful day. The chapel would be difficult to get to without a car (it was difficult even with a car), but if the occasion arises, it is definitely worth seeing. It is a beautiful place with an eccentric, unique personality. Just make sure to check the tide schedule ahead of time.
Alright. It’s time to memorize the inside of my eyelids, and to prevent my cold from worsening.
Peace!

P.S.: Pics from London and Gothenburg now located under the Pictures page. Enjoy!

Day 2 in Wales! (Day 3)

And we have had an actually warm, home cooked meal that u have cooked! Since today’s Sunday, and everything of note is closed in this area…

That’s what I wrote yesterday. Long story short, we went grocery shopping, took a walk, Facebook called with my parents, and just enjoyed having a home to ourselves.
Today was a more productive day. We woke up before the sun, had ourselves a good breakfast, made some sandwiches, and headed south. About half an hour from our house is the coast, and in the coast is a little place called St.David’s Palace and Cathedral. For a mere 3.50 GBP, it was a very enjoyable day, one that I recommend.
After a quick tea and muffin at a close and local pub, we headed over to a portion of A487 that kissed the coastline. On the other side of a hill of stones and pebbles, there is a beautiful beach, bordered by cliffs on each extremity, filled with walking pairs, happy puppies, and hard core surfers. At this time of year, the parking is free, and wandering the beach takes up a good hour and half of time.
After coming home, we had a good chicken and pasta dinner, and started on a desert of gin and Seven Up, which we are currently still enjoying. Therefore, I will cut this post short, and describe our last day in London while completely unaffected.
Cheers, and merry Monday.

Stormy gales blow through Wales

I’m in Wales, and the electricity is working. Now that’s worth mentioning because before it wasn’t.
Matt and I hopped a train to Heathrow this morning, where we were to pick up our little Czech car at 9 a.m. We did so, at a perfectly reasonable 380 GBP, and drove off into the west.
With many reminders to Matt to stay on the left side of the road, we made it to the m4, and continued on for a few hours with only a stop to grab a pair of Big Macs and some chicken nuggets.
It is quite funny I had to cross an ocean to eat a McDonald’s burger again. I have to say, it was quite good.
We made it to the farmhouse around 3 p.m., and, boy, is it beautiful. It’s also on sale for 360,000 GBP at the moment, and I’ll have a video up, hopefully, tomorrow, to show our trip and the farmhouse. I meant to have it today, but as soon as I started filming here it suddenly went dark…like I said, due to the wind, the power went out.

Now, time for a flashback: last Thursday in London we first visited the London museum and the National Gallery. Both are worth visiting, if only because of the fact that it is free. The London museum covers the history of London from pre civilization to the present, and the London Gallery houses many famous painting. I did enjoy the part of the Gallery where I got to see Leonardo’s Madonna on the Rocks, various van Gogh paintings, and some artworks I’ve never seen before, but I never was one to stay too long in such exhibitions. Call me uncultured.
We then walked all the way home, across the bridge right by Big Ben, Westminster, and the houses of parliament, to join our fellow hostel goers for some Halloween festivity.
It sounds like we went crazy. Sure. We drank a gin and tonic each and went to sleep. Our costumes were pajamas.
Happy belated Halloween!