To Wales

I use the term 'holiday' lightly as it always involves an incredible amount of activity, but I was happy to be on my way to Snowdonia. Rosemary n I met at Piccadilly, had a quick coffee at Dave's cafe (always forget the proper name of it) and then we jumped on the train to Bangor. 

Rosemary's Dad met us at the station, we dropped our bags off with him, arranged to meet again at Menai Bridge Waitrose him travelling by car and us by bike. Admittedly, I'd have preferred if he had been driving us up to Dinorwig, but instead we pedaled the 16km uphill in sweaty temperatures. I only whined once or twice. 

This was our chilling day so I'm glad that's about all we got up to.