A Weekend in Wales
So, after the hire car turned up 2 hours late I was off on Friday afternoon with a couple of others to meet up with the remaining 20 or so at a hut in Capel Curig, Snowdonia.
One of the most interesting things about Wales is that all the road signs are in both English and Welsh.
The eccentricities continued as we visited pub that apologised for having run out of mashed potato and offered new potatoes or chips instead. So they had potatoes, but were unable to offer mashed potato?
Anyway, back to the main purpose of the visit. Snowdonia is a national park in North Wales
The next day, Sunday, the masochists amongst us went for another hike and got soaked to the core as it rained all day. Those of us of a less adventurous nature browsed the shops and cafes of the aforementioned Betws-y-coed – much more civilised!
It occurred to me as we went from one outdoor equipment shop to the next looking at the latest GPS navigation system, poly-synthetic-ultra wonderful materials guaranteed to keep you cool, warm and dry, and every engineered nutritional whatsit under sun just what a lot of technology is involved these days with getting back to nature.