Just Like Canada!

Our Wales trip deserves a couple more posts, and this one is about the beautiful scenery, which Ynyr kept insisting was "just like Canada!". I always responded with "Yea! except for the stone walls in the fields. and except for the sheep. and except for the trees not being old enough. and except for the vegetation not being as thick. and except for..."

So although I may question whether Wales is "just like" Canada, I do not deny that it is very beautiful indeed. Well, definitely on the day we arrived, which gave us a rare glimpse into what Wales looks like on a sunny day.

Ynyr's family hails from Harlech, on the north-west coast of Wales. I was mighty impressed when he told me that the Edwardses had been there for 6 generations. I can't even point out to you the flat in Hong Kong that my family lived in when I was born. What I consider to be my childhood home in Vancouver was demolished decades ago, not long after we left it. Old stuff just does not last in my world - we've been in our rented flat in Clapham for 3 years and I feel like a pioneer of Northcote Road (kidding).

Anyways, Ynyr's farmland is situated at the top of a hill. Across the street from his property's gates, a mound provides an excellent viewing platform. I put on my 4-years-old-yet-brand-spanking-new hiking boots, and we set off for what was, for Ynyr, Sarah, and Keith, barely a walk. In fact I think Sarah walks further than that to take out the rubbish. This is what such a walk is like for people who know what they are doing:

 Here is what it was like for me:

Pant pant pant! Never mind! I was treated to these views:

Sea to the left! Mountains to the right! Dog to the front!

This is Seren who is so sweet, we love her! Look at her enjoying her home turf:

And the only people after the climb who looked respectable enough for a photo: