This was one of those trips that I don’t think anyone else will have experienced. It was the most random days I’ve ever had, but it turned out to be one of the best days ever, too!
This past Saturday, Catherine, American Victoria, and I traveled to Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Wales. I’ll just let that sink in for a second. With 58 characters to its name, this small village in Wales claims the longest named town in all of Europe and the second longest in the world. There’s not a whole lot here, but it’s all about what you make of the trip!
We started our day by collecting a variety of pictures at the old rail station, just posing with the long sign. We tried our hand at learning the pronunciation and can say the first and last bit. (Clenfairpoo and Go, Go, Gochh!)
The name means: Parish [church] of [St.] Mary (Llanfair) [in] Hollow (pwll) of the White Hazel [township] (gwyn gyll) near (go ger) the rapid whirlpool (y chwyrn drobwll) [and] theparish [church] of [St.] Tysilio (Llantysilio) with a red cave ([a]g ogo[f] goch)
After posing for a billion pictures, we set off to walk around a bit and we discovered a “coastal path.” However, this path is hard-pressed to include the word “coastal.” You see, we actually ended up wandering for almost 3 hours through random sheep fields in the middle of nowhere until we actually found any sign of “coast”
However, we managed to have quite the good time, regardless of the random path and we found some adventures along the way. I attempted to climb this tree, but due to my height, the tree beat me this time. My arms are still paying for this decision.
By the time we found water, it was 2 pm and considering we gotten up at 5 am and eaten breakfast at 7, we were starving! And, to our dismay, when we got to the edge of the coast, it turned out that all of the restaurants were on the other side of the channel, so we knew that we would have to walk all the way back until we could get food. It was also at this time that it started to rain as we trudged along back to Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch.
We decided to take a slightly different path back, and I’m so glad that we did, because along the way, we happened to run into a National Trust site and we were able to grab some lunch in the tea room there! And, as it happens, as we walked outside after eating our lunch, the sun was bright and shining, matching our moods. By the time we got back, it was about time to catch our train back to Lancaster. We were left with sore feet, smiling faces, and happy hearts from a day well-spent.