I just returned from 12 days in Northern Wales doing a self-planned driving trip to gardens, stately homes and castles. I always find Fodorites and their trip reports very helpful when planning my trips, in addition to being fun reading and dreaming for the future. So I’m sharing my experiences in Wales and hope that it will be interesting to those who know the area and useful for anyone planning a trip. Be forewarned, it’s lengthy since I find the details and impressions in other people’s trip reports helpful

BACKGROUND: I’m a late-60’s solo traveler and although I’ve been to the UK dozens of times, I had never gone to Wales. I stay in apartments since I’m sightseeing the entire day and just want to eat dinner in the apt and read, relax, plan the next day, etc. Before I decide on an apt, I do a rough itinerary to figure out what I’m going to be doing so that I can stay in that general area. I ended up staying in the Conwy area in a wonderful self-catering flat that averaged £110 (about $150) per night for a two bedroom/2 bath apt. I moved to another self-catering cottage in the Dee Valley (near Llangollen) for 3 nights at £125 per night (about $168), two bedroom/1 bath just off the A5 amid sheep meadows. I stayed one night at either end at the Premier Inn Railroad Station in Chester for about £80 per night (although they’re no-frills, they’re very clean, inexpensive and the beds are comfortable, TV is good, etc.)

Also, I’m not a foodie. My reason for traveling is to explore, feed my history craving, learn new things and just absorb…so I leave at 9 AM and don’t get back home until 5 or 6 PM. I’m exhausted from sightseeing all day, so I eat dinner in the apt while I rest and recharge. I’ve started trying to have a couple of “nice” lunches so that I get a dining experience without going out at night

Day 1, Thu, 4/16: Sunny and 50’s
I flew Virgin Atlantic from JFK to Manchester in Premium class. Flight was packed full and my expensive seat wasn’t very comfortable so didn’t get much sleep. Manchester airport is small so it’s easy to get around; I planned to take a train from the airport directly to Chester, spend the night and pick up my rental car the next day and this worked very well. It felt like I walked a fair distance from the terminal to the train station (maybe a ½ mile?). Because getting my luggage and going through passport control was so fast, I was done by 8:40 and the train ticket I had bought via Trainline (on-line) was for 10:25 - and you had to use it for that specific train, no switching times! I didn’t want to hang around the train station for nearly 2 hours so I asked the ticket guys if I could take an earlier train instead and they explained that because I had bought it online I would have to make any changes online blah blah blah. I decide just to buy a ticket from them for the 9:25 for £16. The money was well worth it to arrive in Chester an hour earlier.😁. I heaved my luggage onto the overhead rack and settled in. The train was busy for the first two stops because it went to downtown Manchester and then nearly everybody got off. I asked the conductor what the stop was just before Chester so that I could maneuver my suitcase out of the overhead rack and she explained that she announces stops before we arriving; (it turned out that she checked on me and took my suitcase down for me which was very kind).

This Premier Inn was within walking distance from the train station (maybe 6 blocks?) and you can’t check-in before 3:00 pm but I left my bags with them and went out to explore.

Chester is a very old city, with Roman origins and lots of Victorian buildings (both red brick and pseudo-Tudor black & white). I walked to the Cathedral for an 1:00 pm organ recital and a tour with a few quick shopping stops. The cathedral far exceeded my expectations from a history, architecture and personality perspective. I had time before the organ recital so went to their café for lunch. It’s in the old refectory, complete with carved stone, stained glass, & marble floors. I had ham and cheese on homemade brown bread and a shortbread cookie - tasty, inexpensive, what a deal😆

The organ recital featured the organist from a Liverpool church, and he played very unusual pieces; as he explained it, the theme was mythical creatures - Icarus, naiads, underwater cathedrals, etc. so the composers tried to make their music sound like those creatures; although I’m not explaining it well it was very effective. I’ve been to several organ concerts in large churches, and I like the way the sound envelops me. I don’t have a preference in terms of composers since I get drawn up into the music. I enjoyed it so much that when it was done, I wanted to tell somebody and sitting behind me was the Dean so we had a very nice chat. He was interested where I was from and how I had found my way to Chester and he gave me some garden recommendations and mentioned that he had started his career in Chester but then lived someplace else for 50 years and now he’s back. What an interesting life clerics lead.

I had purchased a ticket for the 2:00 cathedral tour and through a lot of back-and-forth, it developed that the official volunteer who is supposed to lead the tour hadn’t shown up or something so one of the staff gave me my very own personal tour (I was the only one waiting). His knowledge of the cathedral’s architecture and history, as well as the contextual history, was extensive so the tour was fascinating. The Cathedral is very active and instead of constantly restoring it to one of the prior styles (e.g. Romanesque, Medieval, Victorian, etc.), it reflects art and architecture through the centuries including lots of 20th century stained glass. He shared tidbits about the 13th century wood carvings in the choir, the large metal Victorian heaters and the Italian mosaics paid for by a Victorian industrialist. In that one hour, I got an incredible amount of information and had fun; between lunch, the concert and the tour I ended up spending four hours at the Cathedral. I would definitely recommend this to anyone visiting Chester.

I was tired and footsore, but I couldn’t help stopping in Marks & Spencer on the way back and bought one of my favorite prepackaged sandwiches (chicken salad and sweet corn on brown bread) to eat in my hotel room. Tasty and easy.

Day 2, Fri, 4/17: Cloudy and 50’s
Took a cab to Europcar to pick up my rental car and was dismayed to find out that my reservation started yesterday, not today - grrr, mad at myself for a stupid mistake. Luckily they had a car for me, but it was a bigger car so cost £20 more per day. Sigh. Nice car though, an MG SUV which was almost brand new. Total cost for 10 days rental was £457 (about $616), excluding the cost of the blown tire... stay tuned for that!

Today’s mission was driving from Chester to Bodnant Garden and then checking into the cottage. Just outside Chester, I stopped in a Marks & Spencer grocery store to get my provisions for the week. After I got on the North Wales Expressway (A55), it started to pour rain and I couldn’t figure out the windshield wipers….grrrrr again. I pulled into a parking lay-by to try to figure it out myself; eventually, I googled & found the precise info – not rocket science but there were a lot of dials and settings! Thank heavens. The expressway, while not very scenic, has wide lanes and I felt safe on there. I had read up on roundabouts and watched videos so I handled those OK; (also, on the expressway, they tended to be pretty straightforward).

Then the rain stopped and the sun came out. Bodnant is a garden only, no stately home to tour. I had lunch in their café before walking around.; a chicken and ham pie, which had a very good crust & came with peas, carrots, and mashed potatoes. They assured me everything was homemade so I bought a shortbread cookie and a flapjack for later. This garden, at this time of year, doesn’t have many flower beds - it’s more meadows, forests, dells, river, etc.. One of their claims to fame is rhododendron and azalea, which were in full bloom and spectacular. The rhododendron were very tall and multiple colors, but the most amazing was the blood red which you rarely see.

I walked about 3 miles following various paths; it was sunny, the temperature was comfortable, birds were chirping, water was rushing and there were lots of plants & trees to see. After several hours, I got tired and it was getting closer to closing time so I was trying to head back to the shops area and specifically the secondhand bookstore! I was in the wooded area near the river it felt like I was walking in circles and there were paths galore that weren’t very well marked so when I saw two men up on a path above me I yoo-hoo’d them & waved but they just waved back so I had to yoo-hoo even louder. Then they stopped and I explained that I was slightly lost and just wanted to get back to the entrance so they told me to walk with them. Very nice men whose wives were sitting on a bench at the top of the hill waiting for them so all four of us walked back and had very nice conversation about gardening. (Aside: a theme throughout this trip is that I keep running into people who I have very nice conversations with - I don’t know if it’s because they are particularly friendly or what. With some of them, like the guy at the cathedral yesterday, we had such great conversations because we were both contributing and I was asking him questions, etc. but generally people always start off with “where have I come from and how come I’m in Wales" and then it just flows from there. Wasn’t it Blanche in the Glass Menagerie who said something about relying on the kindness of strangers? Well, I do that too – why worry and stress when I can ask for help? I have no problem asking for help and I know when to say goodbye so that has become a very enjoyable aspect of my travels.)

The secondhand bookshop was great – a huge quantity of nice quality books that are only £2 each. I can tell I’m going to go home with 20 pounds of books and 10 pounds of shortbread. 😁🤣😆. I have to laugh at myself.

The cottage I’m staying in (Glyn Isa) is about 10 miles from the garden, but it took forever and my stress level was very high. GPS takes you the shortest way which here often involves tiny lanes (B routes) instead of a 2 lane highway. I turned around at least three times to ignore the route they sent me on and eventually found the place. Although the owners gave me lots of directions, it wasn’t clear where my flat was located, so I was I knocked on the door of a place that I knew wasn’t mine and asked them if they knew which flat was mine; the husband knew exactly where I was supposed to be and very kindly led me to it – it wasn’t difficult once you know! He and his wife have been coming here for nine years and they knew that my flat had previously been a mother-in-law flat and he was interested in seeing it. He gave me some recommendations for restaurants and driving routes and said it was a shame that they were leaving tomorrow otherwise they would’ve suggested we have dinner. It’s a shame that I’m so surprised that there are so many nice people around…. Or maybe they’re more prevalent in England. 🤔🤣

I settled in and sent the owners a message with my questions (TV, wifi, hob/oven) and they came over to walk me through everything. I’ve had a relaxing evening on a comfortable sofa, watching various British shows and eating one of my refrigerated dinners. Very satisfying day.

Tomorrow is a full day on Angelsey, visiting Beaumaris Castle and walking around the town.

Your report is so interesting. This is great! I don't know anything about Wales, and there aren't any trip reports on this forum about Wales. None that I've seen anyways. Will you be posting photos?

I'm so excited to see this TR! I'm planning a trip in 2027 that is very similar to your style. I'll return to read and get some tips! Thanks for sharing!

You ended up with a great itinerary. Will be following along. Just one teensy thing - our Plaid Cymru members might object "Or maybe they’re more prevalent in England Wales. 🤔🤣"

Rhododendrons are almost weeds in Wales (and Scotland) They are not native and arrived maybe in the 1700's -- But man, for invasive weeds they sure are GORGEOUS

Thanks all! I'll post more tonight or tomorrow. I did take photos (not nearly as good as yours Karen but I can't figure out how to add them to a post.... I'll test it with a photo of Chester Cathedral cloister..

Chester Cathedral cloister

Photos from Bodnant Garden:

Blood red rhododendron you see immediately when entering the garden

Walking in the woodland area

Flowering shrubs and trees on a path

Thanks for the trip report. One of my mother's ancestors carved the choir screen at Chester Cathedral. I always visit when I am in the area, though that is not very often now sadly.
Rain and Wales go together of course.
Looking forward to the rest of your trip.

vickiebypass, I love your descriptions of Chester, the cathedral, the organ recital, and the gardens. You are a great writer. I feel like I am there with you!

Regarding rhododendrons, one of our favorite drives while in Scotland was along the Glen Etive road. The hillsides were covered in rhododendrons, what looked like thousands of them. It was so gorgeous! One of the highlights of our trip. I remember the owner of the inn we stayed at called them "pests". But what beautiful pests.

Thank you for all the photos so far. They are beautiful. We love gardens, stately homes, castles, etc. I hope we make it to Wales some day.

Following along and really enjoying your trip report. Wales is on my list too!

Although Chester was a way station for me from the airport to the rental car, I really liked Chester. It was a bustling town but seemed to be mostly locals - very few American accents. I like visiting towns where people are going about their day to day business and lives. Aside from the Cathedral, there are various Roman sites to see and of course the many Victorian buildings whose architecture and exterior decor make wandering the side streets a treat. I returned to Chester for another day/night at the end of my trip to return the rental car and saw more - details to come.

Day 3, Sat, 4/18: Cloudy, then sunny and 50’s
Today’s mission was Beaumaris Castle on the Isle of Angelsey and then wandering the town. Left the cottage about 9:30, had my route all planned in GPS, and it worked almost perfectly except for a couple of wrong turns. Took the North Wales Expressway again and had some brief heavy showers; went through two longish tunnels and along the coast. The water looks gray & choppy today, but wide, sandy & beautiful beaches.

In reading online reviews of the castle, some people commented about the difficulty of using pay kiosks in parking lots since some only take coins or are only in Welsh. GPS found the castle’s parking lot and I saw another couple at the payment kiosk who said the directions were in English and accepted card payments, so very easy to use (just put the receipt on your dashboard). It was a short walk from the parking lot to the center of town and I walked past another parking lot I could have used on my way to the RNLI shop on the pier. Since they sell great tea towels & note cards, I like to buy a new set each year to support their lifesaving efforts, but they weren’t open yet so figured I’d come back (watched various boat crews launching the boats).

There was a stiff cold wind and without sunshine my puffer coat wasn’t warm enough, so I looked up charity shops in the town of Beaumaris and found a hospice thrift shop where I got a fleece lined quilted jacket for $8. That’s the second emergency coat I’ve bought in UK charity shops.😁

I went to a WT Roberts Central Bakery, built in 1892, and bought shortbread, which was good, but I think I like the Tesco’s supermarket version better. I like to wander the back roads off the busier main drag with the gift shops and visitors. Beaumaris, Caernarfon, Conwy and Harlech were the finest castles built by King Edward I in Wales in the late 13th c. Beaumaris, a UNESCO World Heritage site, was the last one to be built but was never finished since they ran out of money. They offer free 60 minute tours on Saturdays which gave good background info and then I climbed around the walls and inside hallways. Those inner hallways and spiral stone staircases were narrow, dirt & stone floors and dark...I could imagine being there 600 years ago. Walking along the ramparts was something – views of the water and town, with seagulls perched on the walls. One of the things I love about UK sites is that they don’t protect you from yourself – although there were railings on the walls, they let you go anywhere. It wasn’t crowded at all and by mid-morning, the sun had come out and it was pleasant to sit on a bench in the grassy courtyard and ponder history.

My plan was to walk around this lovely seaside town, but I stopped for lunch at a 15th c pub called the George and Dragon and indulged in my favorite beverage, cider (as in alcoholic cider). They had a local brand on tap (Inches) and they had two sizes, either a half pint, which looked very small when she showed me - barely more than an orange juice glass - so I got the full pint. It was really smooth, tasty & went down easily but halfway through I realized I was knocked for a loop! For lunch, I ordered Welsh rarebit. My mother used to make this every now and then and the American Stouffer’s version is pretty good, it’s basically a thick cheese sauce you pour over English muffin or toast. Well, the Welsh version is quite different and much better…. It’s on toast, but it’s covered in a thick layer of cheddar and ale and egg yolk and mustard all blended and then toasted/broiled. It came with very thick cut chips and a nice salad, but the sandwich was very filling not to mention the cider so the sides were uneaten.

I got talking to the couple next to me and we chatted about the Welsh castles which they travel to in their caravan. It turns out they live in Chester so I told them how much I had enjoyed it so we were best buddies then (they gave Wrexham a thumbs down). After about two hours, I had to get moving because I needed some fresh air and exercise. Wandered around St Mary and St Nicholas Church where they had just had a wedding; built in the 14th c., the church contains some fine marble effigies and memorials. It’s small village so is easy to walk up, down and around nearly all the streets – it has a nice variety of architecture (aside from the medieval castle, Victorian brick; Georgian limestone; Edwardian; and late 20th c stucco). The whole village is well maintained. Another site to see is Beaumaris Gaol, which I had planned to visit but my late, long lunch and town wandering meant that it had closed. Oh well – on my way back to the car park, I tried the RNLI shop again but it was closed too. I think a lot of people combine Beaumaris with other sites on Angelsey but I didn’t want to rush, so I left Beaumaris with a warm new/used coat and feeling happy with a well-spent day.

Tomorrow, back to Angelsey for a stately home and hidden garden!

Beaumaris castle - view from the ramparts looking over Menai Strait

Beaumaris castle - entrance

Beaumaris castle - walls with city in background and gulls

WT Roberts Bakery - founded 1892

Enjoying your TR and photos. We had a very rushed trip through North Wales (around Snowdonia) some years ago, and I hope we will return to do this beautiful region justice.

Day 4, Sun, 4/19: Sunny and 40’s

Off to Plas Newydd and Plas Cadnant Hidden Gardens on the Isle of Anglesy, same place as yesterday’s spots. Drive seemed easier today, maybe because it’s early Sunday morning and also because it’s the second or third time I’ve done it! Both sites were easy to find with signage from the A55 and other roads. No rain today, but it is chilly- I haven’t figured the clothing out correctly. I think I’m going to put all of my coats in the back of the car so I can add a vest under a coat on the fly. Will also add my leather gloves and a scarf to the back seat and maybe even my fleece lined pants and top. (I’ll be doing costume changes in the car parks 😜)

Plas Newydd is a stately home that’s been in the family for 300+ years. The current Marquess of Angelsey is the 8th (or 9th) and although he lives in London, he still has a large flat in the estate. His parents and grandparents lived here full-time until 1976 and did lots of modernization to the interior - electricity, plumbing and heat. They also made a concerted effort to develop the land and gardens for their enjoyment versus to create horticultural collections. Makes sense to me, but I forgotten that in the 18th and 19th centuries, wealthy (or bored) folks traveled the world, or had people travel the world for them, bringing back plant specimens which is why there’s a lot of Asian or Indian plants in UK gardens.

This stately home was OK; I enjoyed the few rooms that were used most recently by the family because you get a feeling of what it’s like to live there. Interesting to see Colefax wallpaper in some of the rooms since she was a guest there. Many of the other rooms had that museum feel since they were full of 17th and 18th portraits. Two oddities: (1) the initial owner of Plas Newydd was most famous for leading the cavalry in the Battle of Waterloo 1815, where he lost a leg and was awarded the title ‘Marquess of Anglesey’ for his bravery. His prosthetic leg is on display in the on-site Military Museum. (2) There is a 58 ft. mural in the dining room painted by Rex Whistler in the mid-1930’s; he was a friend of the family and was commissioned to paint an imaginary view from the windows of Plas Newydd which includes fantasies such as Italian palazzos, sailing ships, etc. It’s an amusing perspective; he didn’t complete the mural and painted in a burning cigarette on a shelf to say “I’ll be back” but he died in the war.

This was the first National Trust property I’ve visited in a while and I know the NT has been in the midst of controversial changes to their whole approach to properties, leadership, modifying how & what information is provided to visitors, and funding. NT has made a sea change and no longer provide detailed information about each room; in some properties, they have a small “room book” that contains a few paragraphs of general information about the room’s purpose and maybe features one item. Gone are the days where laminated plastic handouts were available in each room that contained details about the furniture, artwork, or objects. I enjoy history and learning about the furnishings so I always found those laminated info sheets extremely interesting. Theoretically, there’s a volunteer in each room (or one volunteer for two rooms) who can answer questions, but it would be impossible for them to know all the details about the room....and they cover various rooms so there’s no way for them to be a serious source of information. I saw an unusual cabinet with lots of inlay and décor, so I asked the volunteer what century and country it was from and she had no idea – the laminated handouts of yore would have provided that info!! As in any organization, volunteers are a mixed bag; some were knowledgeable about one or two items in a room and talked at great length about those specific items; others were “babysitting” the room and didn’t offer any info; other volunteers didn’t know when to stop talking and blocking other visitors from seeing the room furnishings; etc. I had rational conversations with volunteers at several NT sites to express my frustration with the lack of detailed information; it seems the NT has decided that visitors don’t want to read a lot of information and would rather “experience” the room visually; also, if they have too many labels in rooms, it can slow down the traffic flow while people read them. Since they feel they need to provide context around practically every object (as in colonialism, slavery, poor working conditions, etc.) that would require updating all the old laminated info sheets...which would need to be written, vetted by experts & impacted communities, etc. Instead of the NT providing the tools for visitors to learn and become educated, I left most NT sites feeling that I had missed out on a lot of information. (And I’m a person who read the NT webpages for each site so I had some background.). AND, the entry fee was usually £20 which I would be happy to spend if I was getting the old NT experience. And (last rant re: NT), why did nearly every site suggest multiple ways that I could pay a lower entry fee as soon as they heard my American accent? They reeled off several options – was I a member of the Royal Oak? Would I like to join? Was I a member of a local preservation society? Or garden club? I explained that it was my impression the NT needed funds and I’m happy to pay the full amount, which astounded each ticket person – literally, they didn’t know what to say. It’s nice to offer but for heaven’s sake, don’t bend over backwards trying to find a way for people to pay less to enter your sites!!

I had a pleasant walk through the Arboretum, seeing red squirrels, listening to the birds and then popping out on the shoreline to see the mountains across the Menai Strait. Rolling lawns and meadows and a small section of flowers and shrubs. I was intrigued that practically every NT site had a secondhand bookstore selling books at very low prices, often on the honor system with a payment box (proceeds support the NT). The store at Bodnant was amazing – lots of books in good condition. Of course it all depends on the donations they receive, but the Plas Newydd bookshop had books that were so old and ratty, I can’t imagine anyone taking them so I left light handed. Had a so-so lunch at their café, but I needed some sustenance. (I sound like an old geezer “I remember when...” but I do remember when NT cafes had homemade cakes and a few hot items, plus sandwiches. Now they have a lot of hot items (potatoes, pies, rarebit, pizza slice, hot pot) which are all over £12 and a few homemade cakes. I know everything is more expensive these days but I wasn’t willing to spend £15 on a steak & kidney pie that might not be very good; £7 on a pre-packaged sandwich was enough.). Bodnant’s café was an exception to this – in fact, Bodnant might be the role model for NT in terms of café & shop!

The Plas Cadnant Hidden Gardens were about eight minutes away and an unexpected gem! It may not be off the beaten path, since they have a coach parking area but no-one I talked to had heard of it. The premise is very interesting: apparently there had been a garden here 300 years ago, which had fallen into disrepair, was totally overgrown – basically no signs of a garden remained. Two guys bought the 200 acre garden ruins in 1996 and have been doing major, major rebuilding. Grading the dirt, bringing in dirt, finding water sources, sculpting topiary, creating flower gardens, and building a secret valley garden below the formal garden. Once you’ve walked through the formal section, there’s a walled garden and then multiple paths lead down into a secret valley garden with three small waterfalls, flowering trees and shrubs and various flowers. I don’t know how many acres that area was - I think not huge - but because it was so vertical it felt like there was always something new around each corner. They built a walled garden with curved walls, a reflecting, pool, and statuary. Colorful border gardens of flowers on either side. The top area intrigued me because they were triangular pointed evergreen shrubs, but they were different sizes and were not placed in a symmetrical row which I liked. Those very formal Versailles style gardens where everything has a precise place and there’s the same layout exactly opposite turn me off.



Plas Newydd - view from meadow toward home & Menai Strait

Plas Cadnant

Plas Cadnant - valley garden

Plas Cadnant - different topiary near the reflecting pool

Plas Cadnant - topiary and meadows beyond

Another thing I liked about this garden is that it draws your eye up, either to the meadows and sky above the top area or to the mountains above the valley garden – different vistas. Overall, a very sophisticated garden and I would agree that it’s “hidden” in the sense that the entire garden is off the beaten path but also that within the garden, there are hidden spaces. As a side note, their tea room looked very nice, new and classy furnishings. I bought an almond and cherry cake, which they kindly wrapped up for me to bring home. Even though they were closing, they were very helpful when I asked if they knew about a pub where I could watch the critical Man City v Arsenal football game. They consulted with each other and agreed on the closest place and gave me great directions. I would definitely recommend visiting this garden!

The pub, Bulkeley Arms, was a few minutes away and had a free car park behind it. The game was on various TVs and the back room was the rowdy crowd so I found a seat in the bar where it was an older crowd who watched the game but were also enjoying a pint. Just a soda for me since I had to drive home! Interesting lack of ambience but I was glad I could watch it.

Tomorrow, a university botanical garden and another stately home, which I think will be much more interesting than today’s.

Day 5, Mon, 4/20: Sunny and 50’s

Another beautiful sunny day, and I was all set to visit another stately home and Penrhyn Castle & Gardens in Bangor. I headed off toward the North Wales Expressway (A55) but I didn’t make it through Conwy. Once you’ve driven through the town walls, there’s a section where you go around a sharp turn, with cars parked on side of the road and a very large truck was coming the other direction and I panicked, swung the wheel to the left, bounced off a curb and blew the tire. I was going slowly and there was no damage other than my tire. I drove about 400 yards and saw a very wide driveway which I pulled into. I thought something bad had happened, but I wasn’t thinking straight and I waved to a man and his wife who were walking their dog, they waved back and I said “no no I need help”. So they came over and all I really wanted was for them to look at the tire and give me the name of a gas station locally - I wasn’t thinking logically, must’ve been the adrenaline. Anyway, it was completely obvious that tire was flat and had a hole in it. They told me to call the rental company and let them figure it out which I would’ve done eventually, but it was reassuring to have someone there. They stayed with me while I called the rental company; then lady whose driveway I was parked in showed up and we had quite a conversation about what it happened and how I should move my car in order to leave her room to get in and out, while not blocking the sidewalk, so the man guided me to parking correctly. He also said that the exact spot where I hit the curb happens to a lot of people, and that in that particular location, the curbs are made of granite, which is very hard and sharp, versus concrete or cement curbs that are curved and you kind of bounce off. Whether true or not, I appreciated hearing that and didn’t feel as stupid as I did initially. He invited me to come to his house if I wanted to sit there, but I didn’t want to be trapped with somebody for in terminable discussion plus, I figured I should stay with my car.

I eventually reached Europcar and they put me in touch with AA, the British Automobile Association who has a contract with Europcar. This all happened at about 9:20 and by 12:10 a great big truck arrived and they put my car on the back of the truck and I hopped in the cab so he could take us to their nearest tire location in Llandudno. In the meantime, the dog walker man had returned to check on me, so I filled him in, thanked him very much for all of his help; when AA got there, the driveway lady came out, so I thanked her very much.

Jason, the driver, and I had a chat. He said I’m the fifth American who’s blown a tire hitting a curb in the last week and a half. One of the women was from South Carolina and asked if he knew the queen. Once the car was at the Llandudno tire place, they said it would be about two hours and Llandudno is a Victorian seaside town so I got some lunch and sat on a bench by the beach. (I also bought three more books at a charity shop.😳)

While I was wandering around, I went into a tourist info office and bought a very thorough roadmap of Wales because I am going to figure out my own routes to places so that I can avoid the small narrow roads and this corner! GPS always takes you the most direct route but I don’t mind taking an extra 15 miles and 25 minutes if I can avoid blown tires and stress from narrow roads. I know there’s a map on the phone, but it is so small that you can’t get a big picture and I want to unfold a map and lay out a route. Back to the tire place @ 2:15 and the car was ready.

By this time it was too late to do any sightseeing and I wasn’t in the right frame of mind so I made it home A-OK and I relaxed on the sofa. I had a great view out one window of mountains and meadows & the other window has a cherry tree in bloom and I can hear birds chirping.

I was actually calm when the tire blew and during the day’s logistics, but the stress level, and the disappointment at myself was quite high (and I wasn’t even worrying about the cost. Although I declined the rental car insurance, I have coverage through my credit card and not that I’m throwing money away, but I can afford to pay whatever the rental car company is going to charge me. So money was the least of my worries.). I admit that I had an immediate thought of “I can’t drive here...I have to cancel everything and fly home” but that thought only lasted a few seconds. I knew there was a way to mitigate the driving concerns – don’t drive during the morning rush hour, figure out routes that utilize the wider “A” roads, drive slowly and don’t worry about tailgaters.

And I have to say it was an adventure! I met some more nice people, went to an old fashioned seaside town and made it home alive and car intact.

Tomorrow will be take 2 on a stately home!