Tintagel

South west english coastline

Small town north of tintagel - got heavily flooded few years ago

Bath

The roman baths - in bath....

The next day we went to Tintagel, apparently the birthplace of King Arthur. Which I might add is a mythical legend, not fact. Anyway, we stopped at the castle of tintagel (or the ruins) and walked around the headlands for some nice views. The castle itself was rubbish, but the beach and the caves were cool. It was a 2 hour drive there, and 2 hour drive back – really not good use of time. On the way back we went through small lanes and backroads with huge hendges and nice green hills. Interesting to see the hedgerows and how tall they are – some were over 4 meters high!.

We got back that night – had a nice dinner of Chilli and Baked potatoes – a very amusing dinner as Andrew never ever eats spicy food and almost instantly started sweating and drinking as much juice as he could (they did offer him milk – but he doesn’t drink milk, so he continued to suffer hahaha)

I helped fix Gitte’s computer that night that was beyond dead in her books, (just needed a reinstall of windows – although I didn’t have one I found one for her) and went to bed late (2am booo) got up the next morning watched Australia’s pitiful display against NZ and then we headed for bath.

Bath was a nice city, we found a tour guide that was free and free and he took us around and showed us the sites. It had some really cool building and he knew a lot about the architecture of the building also. (see pictures) The most interesting site was the Circus (which was a colosseum type building) We then went into the Roman baths, which was pretty boring to be honest. The baths were cool, but the relentless information about the inscriptions and things were too much. We left there after about 50 mins and then had some English scones and cotted cream…. (whipped anyone?) We then checked out the front door of a pub that cuth told us to go to – not only was it shut, it looked like it had been shut for a while – good suggestion cuth! We then drove off to our next destination (north of Newport in walas) to meet ALun, a welsh guy who just bought his own house. We arrived about 8.00 – got some fish and chips for dinner (had a nice chat to the guy in the supermarket) and then went to bed latish.

The next day we went to the National Welsh Museum –but that is another story.