After a frankly horrendous week at work me and Bex packed our bags for the countryside – Wales to be precise. Lovely lovely Mo had offered room at her home so that us girls could get away for a break without having to fork out for accommodation.
We met Nancy at the station and then road tripped our way to North Wales, 100 pop songs our music of choice.  After a fairly pleasant drive – a teensy bit of traffic and heavy showers we arrived, dropped bags and went to Conwy Castle.

I should mention here that we had a list of things we wanted to see/achieve on this trip. Such as:

• Walls
• Sheep
• Fish and Chips 
• Castles
• Beaches
• Hills
• Ice Cream

As you can see we are seasoned tourists with comprehensive lists.

A tagalong on our holiday was Patrick.

This is Patrick.

Patrick is a Canadian Moose, that travels along with us. He has been to Dublin and Florida, along with many other places with his pet human Nancy.

So we headed up to the castle and wandered to our hearts content, taking both normal holiday snaps and silly, well, mainly silly photos along the way.
We climbed up towers, went in prison chambers and chatted to American tourists. Having had our fill of silly photos and endless spiral staircases  we decided that it was time for ice cream – which  I have not had for almost 6 months, due to my sudden lactose intolerance. I had salted caramel , and it was SO worth the wait.
 Whilst slurping away we saw the smallest house in Great Britain and learnt all about welsh giant seagulls. They are about the size of a small terrier, and tourists are warned not to feed them as the are so unconcerned with mere humans that they will literally take the food from your plate.

The smallest house in GB

Giant seagulls

It was then an evening of fish and chips, and Acorn Antiques – well half of it, as we were all rather tired from busy weeks.

Nancy on top of the Orme

 The next day we went up The Orme, where windy was the biggest understatement of the year. Mo drove, as were were all a tad suspicious of the historic tram that would take you up to the top, and our fears were confirmed when we drove up some of the “steep inclines” to get to the top. No trams for us please and thank you very much.
Up there we found walls and sheep, so along with yesterdays ice cream, castle and fish and chip dinner, we were well on the way to ticking all the things off the list.
Clearly hills were going to be ticked off the list today too!

I am pretty sure Snowdon is meant to be there somewhere…

 In Llanberis we visited a beautiful lagoon inside a slate quarry, and then the miners hospital, which would have been a terrifying place to end up back when it was open. Mo’s family bought along a pick nick which we munched on whilst being attacked by midges. It was a really lovely relaxing day, walking and driving through some beautiful countryside – watching people try and cycle up ridiculous hills, and seeing the people who have just given up and walked.

That evening we even did girly face masks, with some trepidation. Especially with the one that heated up. But lo, we woke up Sunday morning feeling nice and refreshed, and our faces had not broken out in any forms of hideous rash-ness.

That day we went on one last meander along the beach, and made some new friends. The blob in the photo below is a Lion Jellyfish from what Bex can deduce with her awesome googling skills, and we saw at least 4 of them washed up on the beach, each one gradually getting bigger until we found this monstrosity.

Look!

You can see BRAAAIIIINNNNSSS!

Giant Jellyfish