Wales

Wales. Before I travelled to Wales for the first time, I had absolutely no idea what to expect. Since we wanted to continue from the south of England to Scotland, a stopover in Wales made total sense. We just didn’t yet know why. So we rented a house for four weeks near the capital Cardiff, in Pontypridd, and afterwards a room for one week in Penmaenmawr, 20 km north of Bangor.

What can I say, after those five weeks I wanted to move there. Especially the north, with the unbelievable mountains of Eryri (Snowdonia) National Park and, even more surprisingly for me, the beaches in the north, completely blew me away. To this day, I still tell my family and friends, and now also here, that the beaches of North Wales are the most beautiful, light filled, wide, free, wild and at the same time accessible, and even lonely, that I have ever seen.

“I want to live in a place like this,” I told myself, and immediately started searching for houses and farms to rent and checking property prices. Because even with a horse, it must be a dream to ride here. If only there wasn’t … Brexit. Which makes it impossible for people like us, self employed and seen as socially unimportant, to live in Great Britain long term.

And so we enjoyed Wales for the time we had.
Now you do.