Our travels took us through Wales where among other things we were introduced to the term “sea mist” (Seems that’s Welsh for rain). One of our stops was at a village that touts the world’s longest name. Ready?? It’s
which translated means “St Mary's church in the hollow of the white hazel near to the rapid whirlpool and the church of St. Tysilio of the red cave”. I really think it mean “Place to stop and use the toilets while trying to get tourists to buy stuff”, but that’s just me.
Caught the ferry from Holyhead over to Dublin, checked into the hotel, and by 18:00 were in Dublin’s City Centre eating traditional Irish roasts and drinking Guinness.
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