Llanrwst

Took a break at a cottage just outside of Llanrwst near Conwy. I wish I could remember what it was called, or locate some of the interior pictures of the place, because it was incredible and full of all sorts of ostentatious fittings and ornaments. The kitchen was one of those authentic rustic affairs in which even a Pot Noodle would taste like cordon bleu, just by association. By photographic consolation, here are some shots of a rainy day visit to Llanrwst town. There is an awesome cafe in the centre, and an antiques shop to hide away in. As you can see, the river Conwy was very swollen and about to burst its banks. The Gorsedd stone circle which resides beside the river was especially built for the 1951 Eisteddfod, so is not ancient, but apparently some of the older locals recall some standing stones being there long before 1951. There are two types of visitor to Wales; those who complain about the weather and let it stifle their pleasure, and those who revel in the mystery and wonder of this ancient land regardless. The latter outlook is strongly advised. If I discover the interior photos of the cottage and its name, I'll add to this blog because it really is worth visiting regardless of the weather. 

 

The label (chalk on slate) reads: 

"Lord if you won't make me skinny, 

please make my friends fat."