And on to Wales
06 05 11 03:53
Thursday afternoon we sailed back across the Irish Sea to Holyhead, Wales, on Irish Ferries’ Jonathan Swift fast boat, a car-carrying catamaran that made the comfortable crossing in just under two hours instead of over three. Once we arrived in Wales, I discovered that I did not have the phone number or directions for the B&B where we were booked in Northern Wales. Between my fading memory and my brother’s creative conversations with a couple of locals (including the postmaster), we found our way to Tan-yr-Onnen (which we are told is Welsh for under the ash tree). Patrick and Sara, with a bit of help from their two teenage daughters, operate the top-rated b&b in Wales, and if anyone asks us, we would whole-heartedly agree with that evaluation. It was our delight to experience why they have been so honored. Their hospitality was superb, and the rack of lamb dinner (with a view of frolicking lambs that had not yet given their all) was great as well.
Who could have guessed that the best smoked salmon scramble I have ever tasted would be in Wales? It was one of many things that went right. What a contrast to the previous night’s stay when so much had gone wrong. And when we left this morning to head on our way towards Scotland, we felt we had made new friends.
Who could have guessed that the best smoked salmon scramble I have ever tasted would be in Wales? It was one of many things that went right. What a contrast to the previous night’s stay when so much had gone wrong. And when we left this morning to head on our way towards Scotland, we felt we had made new friends.
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