Linda's rambling

Woke up in dawn due to someone at the hotel couldn’t see the difference between a pillow and a rock and by that started the “truth” that “The swede’s are always first at breakfast”.

Today we could go go-carting but we all choose to wander around town sightseeing, photoing castle and castle-wall and shop some.

A lot of people dressed in running clothes and funny hats was all over town so we also got to see the start of what have been called Castle-run?

MIL and I found a stall selling only a few 1-5 of every cloth and drooled over the same dress but lucky enough we have total different body-shapes and realized she couldn’t wear it. Tried it on and loved it, a dress allowing boobs and not the perfect length for me! Almost died when i saw the price but got as present, Thanks my sweet MIL for making me one of 3 persons owning that model!

Soon it was time for the lunch with the rest and the “Oh my god, ist it possible to turn or even fit a car here and didn’t this sign say unsuitable for cars”-rally! Such roads combined with an un-concentrated driver (Followed in car of a co-swede) in an unfamiliar car while trying to guess what quiz-masters twisted mind meant with clues made the rally..interesting.. so the wine to dinner was needed

Would I go to an NTPR-rally again if this hadn’t been the last? Oh yes! A bit scary but gave such sights and was oh so fun!

Some more photos from Caernafon :

Clock on castle wall vault

Street in Caernafon

Beautiful (and pretty usual) balcony and castle

Flowers in wall

Two keels are a good idea in low-tide

Some more photos from rally :

Water and mountain-view from low stone-bridge

Hill-view

Cute cottage “out in now-where”

An early start and then some fine roads and a even finer detour cause by mistake in use of gps, max 7 laps through the little cute famer-village hidden out in nowhere and we where on our way to Bradford! Well there sun had found us so we got warm. Spent a long time luching at the wonderful curry-restaurant Mumtaz. friendly, good sevice and food to die for! Die, that what i thought i would do when it was time to get into leater and climb up “mount MC”, was way to full to move!

went up to a view-peak over peak-district, what a view with fairy-tale houses and flowers by the road! A bit exciting on the way down since i couldn’t se the narrow rad and tiny gumps made me feel like I was a flag hanging onto Anders. One of the few times i had any major complaints since he was sweet and wonderful like an angel almost all the time!

A bit late for welcome “not formal” dinner but no one of the men minded delaying a bit when I declaired “I’ll NEED a shower”. Hm, come to think of it where they married so i guess they knew what needing a shower meant for a womans mood

Did I say “not formal”? Well, then I guess silk dresses and blouses are informal.. Oh well, had a good meal and nice company and regained acquaintance with those we’ve met in Sweden, a nice way to start this leg of the journey!

Arrived at check in way to early so, after surviving drive among stressed truck-drivers, did we have plenty of time lounging for dinner, the dinner that proved to be “make them yourself sandwich”. Ok, not god but the cabin was large and amazing beautiful so i didn’t even vine half as much as a hungry Linda normally does.

Rest of time was spent sitting in the lounge, reading and chatting some with drivers. Nice, calm and relaxing! The food? Ehhh…lets’s say as one of the drivers “The food is better on their second boat” and leave it there..