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I have three books on Welsh folklore coming to me in about ten minutes, but in the meantime I am haunting the workstations at the National Library of Wales. Eeee! The book geek in me is in ecstasy here.
We got into Aberystwyth last night about three hours after we were actually supposed to arrive, but my WORD this place is gorgeous. The scenery on the way in was pretty dismal from Horley up to Birmingham and beyond -- the backs of factories, a few meagre pastures, the worst end of every village we passed, and everywhere red brick, red brick, red brick. But as soon as we approached Wales... it was like travelling into Middle-Earth, and just got more so once we crossed the Welsh border.
I'd thought on my last visit that north Wales was the most beautiful place on the whole trip, but mid-Wales is almost as beautiful, if not more so. I had a moment of panic when we passed through Borth, which is on a flat coastal plain and looks like a Newfoundland fishing village (and not in the good way), but then the hills came back again and suddenly we were in Aberystwyth which turned out to be delightful... but I can't really do it justice in description, I'll post pictures when I get back.
Anyway, as you can tell I'm having great fun, thanks for your comments and good wishes on the last post!
We got into Aberystwyth last night about three hours after we were actually supposed to arrive, but my WORD this place is gorgeous. The scenery on the way in was pretty dismal from Horley up to Birmingham and beyond -- the backs of factories, a few meagre pastures, the worst end of every village we passed, and everywhere red brick, red brick, red brick. But as soon as we approached Wales... it was like travelling into Middle-Earth, and just got more so once we crossed the Welsh border.
I'd thought on my last visit that north Wales was the most beautiful place on the whole trip, but mid-Wales is almost as beautiful, if not more so. I had a moment of panic when we passed through Borth, which is on a flat coastal plain and looks like a Newfoundland fishing village (and not in the good way), but then the hills came back again and suddenly we were in Aberystwyth which turned out to be delightful... but I can't really do it justice in description, I'll post pictures when I get back.
Anyway, as you can tell I'm having great fun, thanks for your comments and good wishes on the last post!
