Interesting? You Decide.

When I suggested that we spend some time in Wales, I was wondering if it would be as interesting as the Cotswolds. No need to wonder any longer.

The unit on the left is ours.

Here's our living room/kitchen. I think Cynthia was doing her morning stretches.

Others may have stayed inside next to the fire with a weather forecast of 11°C and light rain all day, but we chose to be brave. Manorbier beach was calling to us.

This geological wonderland is the result of two continents slamming into each other 250 million years ago. Look at those stones!

Lindsey & I could have happily played on the beach all day, but the Wales Coastal Path was beckoning.

Below is an example of the layers of limestone that were lifted perpendicular to how they were formed. So cool!!!

Wildflowers have figured out how to survive on this unfriendly slope.

The King's Quoit that you see below is a Neolithic burial chamber.

The Wales Coastal Path is aptly named. There were times when the path was a foot or two from the edge.

I have no idea what these little pink wildflowers are.

There's pretty good signage along the way with great graphics. Look at the bottom sign.

Yim's words, "This is pretty good mud."

The next two pictures are courtesy Yim. They do a great job of showing how steep our climb was to the top of the cliff.

I think this one may be cropped and become my next FB profile picture. It will replace the image of Lindsey & me in Australia in 2018. About time, don't you think?

Gorse is a beautiful ground cover.

We went from pretty good mud to not so good mud. Cynthia was our canary in the mine and led the way. How can you not want to see what is down this path? Any guesses?

St. James the Great is a 12th century church. The door was open so we went in. Near the door a few tables were set up with chairs around them. On one was a sign that said, "Please help yourself to tea, coffee and biscuits! Donations gratefully received. Please put them in the metal box on the wall. Thank you."

Biscuits and tea it was.

"Serendipitous", said Cynthia.

The path looped back to the beach where we walked across a shallow bridge and pretended it was a ford. Lindsey likes fords.

I love this scene.

While Lindsey chatted with the family at home, the rest of us walked up the hill to see Manorbier castle, another 11th century marvel.

We wound our way up dimly lit and narrow staircases to the very top of the castle.

After touring the tiny village of Manorbier, a short trip to nearby Tenby was in order. Tenby is a touristy town, feeling a little bit like Niagara Falls in the downtown area. No wonder there were so many tourists in town.

Streets were walked and stores explored.

Interesting buildings kept happening until the very end of our walk. That grey building with the rounded roof is the Royal National Lifeboat Institution station. It's new. The lifeboat alone cost £2.4 million. And, what (you ask) is that white building with red trim? It's the old lifeboat station, now converted into a private home.

Lovely day.

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