First and foremost, let’s get this out of the way. I seriously have NO clue on how to even remotely pronounce the town that we stayed in: Llandudno. Apparently in Welsh, the double L makes a cah and a sh sound at the same time. But, we had decided on this small welsh town on the north coast mainly due to a cheap hotel and proximity to Conwy Castle and Snowdonia National Park.
In London, we hopped on a coach headed for the north of Wales. It was an 8 hour bus ride. With no wi-fi. We played Phase 10 for 4 hours, looked at scenery, and napped.
We arrived in Llandudno around 6:30pm and walked to our hotel which was on the boardwalk with a beautiful sea in front of us. I went for a great, but cold walk down the pier and checked out a bit of the town before settling in.
We woke up the next morning for a full English breakfast, which George really enjoyed. With a brilliant idea in mind, we thought about renting a car and driving to and through Snowdonia National Park. We booked the car and went to go pick it up in Llandudno Junction,a short train ride away. Well, the only car they had available was a manual car. George assured me that driving a manual car was easy and he had done it before. That was before we found out they had upgraded us to a bigger car. George got out to the car…and we didn’t even leave the parking lot. It was too much car and he had not driven manual since he had started driving. Not a good combo, especially considering they drive on the opposite side of the road. We decided for the sake of our lives and those of others that we shouldn’t attempt to do this. We walked over to the small, walled town of Conwy instead where there is a castle and the most complete original walls of the town.
We walked straight to a pub and had some pints of cider and then headed up to the castle on the hill. We walked around the entirety of the grounds, up all of the towers and then headed p and around the length of the walls. It was incredible! We also checked out Wales’ smallest house where a 6′ fisherman used to live. We headed back to Llandudno for some Chinese buffet and sleep.
The next day, we woke up, booked our tickets for Liverpool (to catch the ferry over to Ireland) and got on a local bus to Betws-y-coed. That’s pronounced Bet-us-ee-coyd. Thank you Welsh! They have a local bus that takes you past a bunch of beautiful scenery and up to one of the highest points in the park for only £1 each way. We got up to the top, only to walk off the bus and into a light rainstorm and freeeeeezing cold. I wanted to take a short hike, but we were very poorly dressed, so it lasted all of 15 minutes before we sought the safety of shelter and waited for the bus to take us back. We arrived back into town and checked out some of the local shops and share a dessert.
Arriving back in town, we picked up a quick bite and called it a night.
Wales is absolutely beautiful, but I definitely recommend taking out an (automatic) car to experience all that the country has to offer. This has been one of my favorite countries to visit so far.