on weekends

can i just say that no matter how very much welcome a weekend away is, i don’t think i can get used to it.

you spend the whole saturday being a sloth. come sunday, just when your body begins to adjust to the slower pace, it’s time to go home.

and the journey back is always so much more tiring.

but i’m not complaining. in these stressful times, we all need a quiet moment. no matter how short. just time to be still and stare into space. watch the clouds. look at the details of life. or to detach and see the world from a distance.

i’ve had 2 weekends away. and now, i’ve got nothing more to look forward to. now. i. am. complaining.

Llandudno and Conwy, Wales

not really our first time here. and i am really trying to not start going back back to places we’ve been. (still too much of the world to see!)

but we’ve only had a fleeting time here the last time. and remembered loving it. needing a quick getaway and llandudno being a quick(?) 3 hours away by train, we can spend 2 nights here and have a really lazy weekend.

we’ve booked in family-run Waverley Hotel, which promised a sweeping view of the llandudno bay. booking is no problem even though they don’t accept credit cards (reserve online and sent £60 cheque booking fee by post).

we got there before 10pm on friday night. and were promptly shown our rooms. with huge sash windows overlooking the bay, the views did not disappoint.

i was trying to look past the chintzy decor as the room was immaculately clean. but i do find it harder to relax in ‘cluttered’ space. There is an oversized wardrobe as you enter (not huge, just too big for the room). a side table, a double bed, another side table, a single bed. 2 rattan chairs, a small table holding the LCD television with DVD player, a dresser, just a bit too many furnitures. The bathroom was quite small, the loo sitting side by side with the bath with shower. and a tiny washbasin.

ideally, we’d want to sit on the chairs with a table facing the windows. getting rid of that single bed would have made all the difference to the room. that single bed sits directly in front of the window, but you would incur an additional £5 a night if you use it as well as the double bed.

not that we didn’t enjoy the room. we’ve stayed in as much as we can, just because we wanted a really lazy day. we got takeaways, drank wine whilst enjoying the view. it was comfortable.

but note to self: maybe we should try the slightly more modern looking belle vue hotel next door.

saturday was spent on leisurely walks along the promenade taking in the sea air and sunshine. conversations on life and elderly-people watching (this place looks like a retirement place).

if you have a restaurant you wanted to try, note that most restaurants are not open for lunch except on sundays. and you would most likely need to book for a saturday night. hence we ended up in a pub with hamburger and chips for lunch. and takeway from the italian restaurant we wanted to try for the evening. missed out on the seahorse restaurant (and sampling the wealth of seafood from this part of wales) as they were fully booked.

checkout was at 10am on sunday. and we’ve boarded the Arriva bus Route 1 from the bus stop in front the Palladium (as suggested by the helpful owners of Waverley Hotel). £7 for an all day ticket which takes you from the promenade through the scenic marine drive to the great orme to deganwy and conwy. didn’t manage to get photos of the cashmere mountain goats that roams the great orme.

We decided to get off at Conwy for the Conwy castle, and get coffee and lunch before heading back to Llandudno Junction for the trains back to london.


gone camping

first time camping. we’ve gone with friends to Seven Sisters country park in Sussex downs.

the weather cooperated even though the forecast was rain for saturday morning and all day sunday.

 

we had a great time. even though i’m still achy several days after. we’ve taken great care in purchasing the right equipment so we can travel light. so we’ve spent a bit more than we should. only to find our friends with lighter packs than us and spent only £50. hmmm.

there’s only a few places in England that I thought are really beautiful. and this is one of them. the seas have their way of de-stressing you. even though seeing the crashing waves from afar did make my stomach do somersaults (reminds me too much of diving).

 

  

and the campsite was not exactly basic. it was fenced (so you don’t wake up with cow and sheep dungs on your doorsteps). right next to a barn. with 3 toilets (that were cleaned 2x a day). tiled cooking area (though i had hoped for a roaring campfire and cooking next to the tents). and picnic tables and benches.

it had been pouring rain all night. woke me up several times. but cleared up in the mornings.

we cooked our dinners (rice, tomatoes, vege salad and longganisa!). and walked 1mile to the pub and back for drinks.

cooked breakfast. we were exhausting all our supplies and ended up with a mini-feast of omelette, rice, spam, tomatoes, beans. packed our bags for like 2 hours. and headed to beachy head for more walks and cliffside views and lunch at the pub.

so true…

I was bloghopping. and i found this, said by a young filipina
Aside from being immersed in different cultures, reliving history, enjoying art and food…the best thing traveling has taught me is HUMILITY. You realize that you are but a small entity in this big,big universe. Ang tendency kasi kapag dito ka lang sa Pilipinas, you become complacent. You know your environment so well, you feel you can go through life blindfolded. you stop asking questions, you stop trying new things, you stick to the cycle. But when you’re in a new place, every person is a stranger and everyday is a new adventure. Travel is the best life teacher.

if only i can be as well-traveled. and if only i had said these words when i was her age.

but not being as young, we cannot just blow all our money on travel. but, mind you, i am willing :). at our age, there are mortgages to pay. and money to send back to home. and knowing that you are quite on your own in a foreign land, with not so much as a family in the same country continent to run back to if your finances go awry. and the worries that you have family depending on you…all excuses not to have a life.

…so where to go next?