A Week in Wales
One of our goals with our travels, has been to experience as many different ways of “living” as possible. Our week in Wales was spent in a converted cottage on a working dairy farm. Three times a day, we paused to watch the cattle walk by for milking. We literally could watch them through our kitchen window. It was a delightful experience.
Since the kids have ridden on camels and elephants already on this trip, we thought we could round things out with riding on horses on Wales. Both Morgan and Artie loved the ride, and would have gladly done another day of riding if we could have fit it in.
Just down the road from where the kids were riding horses, was Ogmore Castle. Mom and I took a walk down there to explore while the kids were on their ride.
This was definitely a castle in the “ruins” category, but fun to explore.
Our cottage was within a few minute drive of the seaside town of Porthcawl. We visited this town a couple of times. Artie loves to play in the sand. He ventured out into the water one evening when we were there. The water was cold – the air was cold… and he did not have any company out there in the water. We did however, have some amazing fish and chips while sitting on the beach and watching the waves role in.
One of our favourite parts of our visit to Wales was the St. Fagan’s Museum of National History, which is just a few miles outside of Cardiff. The museum (outside of the cost of parking) is free. This is the kind of place you could spend several days at, and we felt that our afternoon there was not enough to do it justice.
Many of the buildings were painstakingly taken down, moved and reconstructed at the site of the museum from all over Wales. This building is a Workmen’s Institute. Apparently these institutes played a huge role in Welsh communities. They often contained a library, would hold training sessions, club meetings and political rallies.
The walls of the interior of this church were at one time covered with layer upon layer of murals depicting scenes from the life of Jesus. Since few (if any) of the early parishioners of the church had been able to read, paintings of the stories from the life of Christ were used to teach about his life instead.
There was an old style working carnival within St. Fagan’s as well. The rides were too small for the kids to go on, but carnival area had a fun feel to it nonetheless.
Some of our choices for accommodations are a hit, and some are a miss… This one was a hit. We arrived at our cottage to find flowers on the table, and fresh butter and milk in the fridge. Mom said that she would love to return here again if she didn’t have to fly across an ocean to do it.
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