Aleisha and I decided that a night away was in the cards for this long weekend, since it had been long enough since we'd been cooped up in Dartford. That and Ofsted was at school this week, watching us, grading us, judging us. It was very stressful. We have strictly adhered to the P90X diet and exercise regime, taking only Sunday as the obligatory day of rest. I have never been so physically and emotionally tired (burning a ga-gillion calories on four hours of sleep will do that to you): this week was one for the books.
Though Dad told me to take a car to Wales and see all of its splendour, Avis had none left and taking a train to Cardiff was about all we could muster the energy to plan. Thankfully, we booked this delightful B&B, so we didn't have to put up with the hoodlums that frequent ten-to-a-room hostels. Ew. Take a look at the time away...
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| The outside of Beaufort House on Upper Cathedral Street: beautiful bed and breakfast |
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| The kid behind this park monstrosity reminded me this looked like Gruffolo. I had forgotten his name. |
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| I could have SWORN this seagull was posing |
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| Outside Cardiff Castle: my favourite picture of the weekend |
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| We searched high and low (can you believe this small town has SIX Starbucks in their downtown?) for Wales mugs. And found 'em. Score. |
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| Downtown Cardiff |
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| The Cardiff Castle! |
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| We figured the city must be the future site of an event in August |
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| Bocce, Welsh styles |
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| Where we dined on Saturday evening. |
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| Breakfast in the beautifully appointed dining room |
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| Dinner, Saturday night |
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| Naturally, the footwear of choice. |
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| Unfortunately, the picture does not do the room justice. The ENORMOUS bed with the most luxurious bedding was in the coziest room ever. Great find. |
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