Leaving Porthmadog (The Road to Llangollen)

Well I’ve finally done it. I’ve left Porthmadog and I’m now on the big wide road around Wales. “Goodbye Gwynedd!” is what I’ll be saying when I’ve left the internet cafe. I’ve been on the road for just over an hour and I felt like I had to blog and tell you all about what I’ve seen.

Life on the road has been tough and eye-opening in the 68 minutes I’ve been travelling. Already I feel more world-weary, and I’m wondering where I’m going to sleep tonight even though I know Auntie Penny is putting me up when I reach Llangollen. Already I can feel the open road having an effect on my mind – I don’t even want this latte, I’m not even sure what it is! “Do you have a loyalty card, sir?” asked the girl in Cafe Nero. “I don’t know, little lady,” I replied. “I just don’t know.”

Things have changed since I left home an hour ago, I can feel it. I have a slight crick in my back and I’m definitely a little bit older. Amazing how travelling can change you. Just last night I was sat playing on the online casino in the basement, little did I believe that less than 24 hours later I’d be sat in a coffee shop 20 miles away.

John Owen Jones the P.E. teacher from Porthmadog is out on his own now in Porthmadog. Ready to head on to Llangollen with nothing but a bag full of clothes, a carton of cigarettes (present for Auntie Penny), my dad’s car, my savings, my portable video player, my mobile phone, my diary, 60 frozen sandwiches in a cool box, a credit card, everything I could ever need for a cushy trip and a dream.

It’s time to hit the road again, cowboy…

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