We left Bath at about 5pm and drive to Pembrokeshire, Wales. Driving west on a sunny day was incredibly rewarding, as we were accompanied by the beautiful hues of the setting sun. Our holiday apartment was situated in a remote holiday park. By the time we arrived, the sun had set. No thanks to the slightly inaccurate Sat Nav system, we erroneously drove up a very quiet and isolated slope behind the holiday park. My tiredness had the better of me and I had difficulty reversing the car back down the slope, so Wifey's dad took over and brought us to safety. Without any mobile phone signal (it was a remote place indeed!), we took some time to figure out where to go, and eventually found the apartment. The best part of the evening was when we all slurped down hot and spicy Korean noodles after the experience in the dark!
They next day, our Welsh adventure began. First we went to see the stack rocks. The directions were not sign-posted well, so we ended up at a military base. Luckily, there was someone on duty who pointed us in the right direction. We had to drive a few miles across a military exercise ground to get there. Instead of soldiers, we had many, many, many sheep greeting us along the way
And a cow.
From the car park, we had to walk about 15 minutes across a wide expanse, next to the steep cliffs. Again, we met more sheep. Eventually we came to where the stack rocks were. Beautiful rock formations!
Wife's parents having fun!
More gorgeous rock formations.
A shot with some birds to help appreciate the sheer scale of the cliffs.
Speaking about sheep, we spotted sheep wool stuck between the hedges along the walking path. A wonder how sheep get in there. Wouldn't it hurt? Anyway, Wifey collected some wool as souvenir.
A swarm of birds we saw, too.
Next, we went to a little village called Bosherston. There was a very old but operating church there called St. Michael's, which we visited and left our mark in their guestbook.
The main reason for visiting Bosherston, though, was to visit its famous lily ponds. In typical British fashion, the area provided a number of long walking paths. In typical Malaysian fashion, we took the shortest. The surroundings were gorgeous - still and serene.
We contemplated long and hard as to whether we actually had come to the lily ponds, since we saw none. Later we realised it was too early in the year for that!
On our way back to our holiday park, we passed through Pembroke. Two things struck us about the town. First, it had the best signs of civilisation (this is important when visiting a remote area). Secondly, it had a castle which was famous for being the birthplace of King Henry VII.
Our holiday park was situated in Freshwater East. There was a beautiful beach next to it, where Wifey and I used for some dating time. A great way to end an eventful day!
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