Weather: Cool - Light rain
We left our accommodation at Astor House in Bath - never having seen our hosts. Very strange! And then we were off on our way to Wales - the place of unpronounceable towns. We took quiet some time after crossing the Lower Severn River, before we saw the true Welsh countryside - which is just splendid.
We stopped at Abergavenny for morning tea, and wandered around this lovely town. It was market day and so there was lots of fresh produce on offer, and also a man selling owls. Lyn thought they were stuffed birds until one of them turned around and blinked at her.
After tea and scones, we made our way further north to Llandrindod Wells. What a strange town. It is huge, but it's hard to find out what it's all about. This is a purpose-built spa town that became a popular in the 19th cenury for its spring waters and peoped come to be healed of skin irritations and various diseases. There doesn't appear to be any spas around now though. We didn't feel like hanging around, so we went to find our accommodation at Dyffryn Farm, which is about 5 Kms out of town, across the River Dee, and just delightful.
Lyn and I had separate rooms (with double beds) and we have exclusive use of the family loungeroom, complete with wood fire.
As it was cold and raining, we asked if we could bring some wine with cheese, cold meats etc, rather than staying in town at a pub. Our hosts were more than accommodating, and brought us glasses and plates and cutlery. We did lose power for a while, but we really didn't care. After the tiny room in Bath, this was sheer luxury. However, my room was the oldest part of this farm, being built in the 1600s. My ensuite was through a tiny door, under a huge timber beam, that came up to my chin.
I managed to bump my head 3 times. I'm a very slow learner.