03 December 2007

Beyond Wales

A weekend in St David's is a hugely effective antidote to the stress of life. It's unfortunate that it involves a 210 mile drive, and that our outward journey included a pretty unsuccessful search for food while the return journey entailed several stops to top up the cooling system (much the same as what happened last time we made the same journey). But the city itself is locked in a gentler age, or perhaps in a parallel universe where most of the people seem to do nothing but surf (so when the sea is traquil or, as it was last weekend, mountainous, they just seem to do nothing) and the relaxation potential is enormous. In which other city could you lie in bed only a hundred yards from the centre of the place and not be disturbed by passing traffic on the street just outside the window?

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