Trails and tales of Wales

“Molly, we’re going to go to Wales for the family holiday this year. And we’re staying in the camper-van for a week.” Oh my. A week in a camper-van? Myself, mum, dad and Kieran in one camper-van? Us 4 all of whom are above the height of about 5’7?

Maybe it was the Donegal roads in the camper-van or the schnauzer that was adorable but couldn’t sit still and vomited several times on me on the last trip, but I wasn’t particularly feeling doing the camper-van experience for that long. After a little to-ing and fro-ing in my head, I decided to get over myself and just go (it was helpful that fluffy schnauzer by the name of Nobby was going to stay with the grandparents!).

In this blog post I unfortunately won’t be able to list what happened day by day because I was so chilled I’m not sure what day it was half the time.

It took about 6 hours or so to get from Suffolk to St David’s in Wales. In those 6 hours I slept a fair bit and discussed with Kieran what Disney films had elephants in.

Our first full day in Wales was moggy, this is what I expected though. And what true Gallaghers would we be without going out in such awful weather and heading to the beach? It was quite a sweet area near our campsite with interesting rock formations even though the walk down to it was slightly treacherous.


Our campsite was a 10-15 minute walk to the city of St David’s. St David’s is the smallest city in the UK with just under 2,000 as its population. The city came across as more village-y to me with little cafes and shops but there’s no arguing over its status.


St David’s Cathedral

In the foggy, moggy, soggy weather St David’s Cathedral looked eery but incredible. At this time Kieran couldn’t help but shout a lot because the echoes that bounced around outside of the cathedral were gargantuan (and also because it was REALLY funny).


The next morning we saw a sunny Wales! You could easily mistake our view of that of the Mediterranean.


On another day (because my knowledge of what day it was is limited) we took a ferry to Ramsey Island. Ferries to the island take place once(?) a day but there are plenty of boats that you can take which tour the island but never land. I would absolutely recommend going to the island itself.

Ramsey Island is protected by the RSPB and the only residents of the island are RSPB volunteers. The island is completely mice and rat free to ensure the island stays as a internationally important seabird island.


Isn’t this place stunning? Admittedly I know next to nothing about birds but I don’t think that should restrict anyone visiting. It’s a gorgeous place to walk which you can either take at a slow leisurely rate or you could take on the three small mountains at a fairly brisk rate. Either way, if you’re in that part of the world it is well worth going to.

Otherwise the rest of the holiday involved hanging out in St David’s and eating lots of breakfast or lounging at the small beach near our campsite. It was great to explore Wales too as my past visits had involved going through it to get to the ferry port of Holyhead to go to Dublin and going on a train ride from Derby to Bristol via Newport in Wales – both of which were hardly enlightening experiences. If you’re ever in the UK and you want some idyllic, gorgeous scenery then head to Pembrokeshire in Wales. You will not regret it.


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