I spent the weekend at my friend Alex's house in Barry, a small town about thirty minutes outside Cardiff. We had a blast! On Saturday she showed me her town, which used to be a bustling resort town in the fifties, but has since then slowed down to a more casual pace.
We walked down to this very pretty pond pictured above, which Alex called a lake, but it's just a pond. The wind was blowing so hard I thought I had gotten caught int the middle of a hurricane! I found out later there had been reported wind gusts over 75 mph. On the other end of the pond there were all sorts of ducks and swans. I suppose they were used to the wind, but I was worried I'd get blown away.
Next we went over to Pebble Beach. It's not the kind of beach I grew up with in Destin, FL, but it is slightly reminiscent of Washington beaches. The water isn't nearly as pretty though! In the background of the picture sits Barry Island, which was the main resort attraction back in the day.
It's a lovely little town, and I had a great weekend eating Arabic food and playing tourist with Alex and her family. I leave for Paris on Thursday night, so I promise, there will be a much more interesting update next week.
Until then!
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| Alex referred to this pond as a lake...for all of you Americans, this is most definitely a pond! |
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| Pebble Beach |
Next we went over to Pebble Beach. It's not the kind of beach I grew up with in Destin, FL, but it is slightly reminiscent of Washington beaches. The water isn't nearly as pretty though! In the background of the picture sits Barry Island, which was the main resort attraction back in the day.
It's a lovely little town, and I had a great weekend eating Arabic food and playing tourist with Alex and her family. I leave for Paris on Thursday night, so I promise, there will be a much more interesting update next week.
Until then!
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