As we drove to our place near Llangattock, I was reminded of eastern Pennsylvania. I was reluctant to say as much because I I don’t know that comparing anything to eastern Pennsylvania is a compliment. Now that we’re settled in, I can see how wrong I was. This place is nothing like eastern Pennsylvania.
A few observations:
- the UK needs to replace God Save the King as the national anthem with Roundabout by Yes. I swear to god there’s a roundabout every mile and a half. I thought I was good with them, but this is a whole other level!
- Driving on the left hand side of the road is not an issue. It’s the right hand drive of the car that’s throwing me for a loop. All my muscle memory is messed up.
- One lane roads are bullsh*t! I’ve been white knuckling it across Wales. You people are crazy. People coming careening down these roads without a care in the world!
- The Welsh accent is beautiful. The north Welsh accent might as well be a foreign language.
- I thought I knew a lot about castles, but nothing prepares you for an actual castle. And visiting Windsor Castle doesn’t really count. It not quite the same.
- Based on the way our tour guide was talking, the Norman conquest of Wales was what, only a hundred or so years ago? He made it sound like recent history!