My second, unexpected day in Whitland was lovely. It reminded me of family holidays – beautiful scenery, lots of alone time and plenty of movies to catch up on.
I had at least 18 hours (not including sleep – I didn’t want to sleep after my t-shirt dream…) to kill so i decided to make the most of my digital movie player. Here are some reviews:
Rita, Sue and Bob Too: Excellent friendship film! Really liked how they all got on so well!
Eyes Wide Shut: Not for me!
The Mighty Duck: Best ice hockey film I’ve ever seen. FACT!
An Unconvincing True: Bit boring science documentary. FACTS!
Momento: Can’t remember hahahah just a laugh! It was good but I think my player might be skipping bits!
A really good day and night in overall. Oh, and for those keeping count: ten sandwiches. I think I have about 40 left. I’ll be fine with that.
On Saturday I headed over to Newcastle Emlyn which is a country rich in Norman’s castles. Of course, I drove around and around looking for Norman… hahaha I’m not that stupid! I went up to the ruins and licked the stone, tasting hundreds of years of history. Yum.
I next needed to find somewhere to stay, and Norman’s was out of the question so I found a B & B close to the town centre. The town centre is full of lots of small businesses and I found it difficult to get a true small-town vibe without a welcoming Starbucks or Costa nearby. In the end, I had to settle for a ‘Welsh milkshake’ (uses cheese-milk) while humming the McDonalds theme tune.
My bed for the night was sorted soon after, and it was great to find a place where they spoke Welsh. I love the Welsh language and I’m really proud of it. However, they didn’t bother speaking it in the motel – it sounds daft – and before long I’d unpacked my bag and was lay out on the bed.
Not a lot of people know this but Newcastle Emlyn is actually named after the English city of Newcastle and the former Question of Sport team captain Emlyn Hughes. I’m a big fan of culture, so it’s great to see two great English institutions celebrated here. Surrounded by Norman’s castles, this leg of my journey had taken on a really English feel…