Thursday, 6 January 2011
Wales part 1: Aber
Hello hello! Well I'm glad you enjoyed my photos of Granville! And actually, I quite like this little French ambassador title you've given me! I think it suits me quite well ;-) But back to the UK. Back to my lovely adopted country. Not totally adopted though, it's still half mine. Anyway, here's the back story.
New Year's eve is totally overrated. I know some of you agree with me, so it won't surprise you to learn that I like to avoid mass celebrations like the plague. I find them rather boring, and trying to get home in the middle of the freezing cold night is not my idea of fun. Call me boring, that's just how it is. So, in order to remedy this NYE ba-humbung-ness, we decided to reconnect with Boyfriend's roots and drive down to Wales. Aberystwyth to be more precise. Not for long, just for one night . Enough to go there, have a nice curry, the last one of 2010, and wake up with the sea as a soothing companion.
I feel there is nothing better than waking up facing the sea on the first day of the year. Saturday January 1st of 2011, I woke up and enjoyed a cup of tea watching the waves break on the beach.
Aber is a lovely little seaside town. I've never been during term-time when it must be bustling with university students, or during the summer when it's crawling with holidayers. I've only ever seen the place in the winter, and I love it that way. It's so calm, so relaxing. Not the tacky sort of seaside town, it still feels very much local, very Welsh and it's perfect that way.
As usual when going to the seaside, I revelled in my love of boats, or more precisely, taking photos of boats and their reflection in the water. So please, let me indulge one more time. I hope you enjoy this display as much as I do.
Have a lovely Thursday xx