There were Welsh dragons everywhere!
And the names were odd.
We had a good train ride
and the view from the train was amazing!
And then we went round the castle at Caernarfon.
The ramblings of a former refugee from rainy Manchester to rather less rainy (in my opinion) Vigo, at present a returnee to Manchester which is still as rainy as it ever was.
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