Cardiff Trip Day 5
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Footsore am I, but in posession of happies.
I slept in for hours and hours and hours today, and finally headed into town at about noon. I went to Cardiff Castle, which is a very lovely place and not what I imagined at all. It's really interesting for discussions on authenticity, because it isn't remotely authentic except as a 19th Century toy castle, but there's so much very real history tied up in it. What is real and what is fake? Does it matter?
I got some great photos from the walls, and I had Jack muttering about how good it would be to use the castle as the new Torchwood Hub in my brain whilst I was wandering around the Victorian apartments. He thought that it would be great for him and Ianto to live in the clocktower, but Ianto thought he was being a fool. Adorable, but a fool.
It's fun when the characters write themselves.
I went to the castle tearooms and had a hot chocolate and scones with jam and cream. The scones were plain and had a clightly chewy consistency, and the clotted cream was too runny. The hot chocolate was okay, but a bit weak. Basic mass-produced cream tea really, good enough but nothing special.
After the castle I went to have a wander around the civic centre. I got some photos of cherry blossom petals lying in a blanket across the grass and some photos of the flowerbeds.
Visited the National Museum of Wales, which wasn't the most interesting I've ever been to. The display of Swansea pottery was good.
From there I went to the bus station, where I waited 50 minutes for a bus that would take me to Tesco, bought dinner and cola at Tesco and managed to miss the next bus home by about one minute. I emerged out of the underpass on the right side of the road and saw it come past me. Very frustrating, and this left me with an hour to wait until the next one.
The time passed, as it always does, and the next bus that came along was the one I'd got off an hour and a half before. The driver was amused by how little I'd bought. Got off at Cathays Cemetary again and went back to the hostel, where I chatted Doctor Who with the receptionist (who's lovely). She's not very familiar with Doctor Who herself, but she did tell me that all the rooms at the hostel are named after Doctors. I'm staying in Ecclestone.
Have to pack my bag and leave in the morning :( But I am seeing
eldarwannabe and doing the Doctor Who tour, and then spending the night at the St David's hotel.
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I slept in for hours and hours and hours today, and finally headed into town at about noon. I went to Cardiff Castle, which is a very lovely place and not what I imagined at all. It's really interesting for discussions on authenticity, because it isn't remotely authentic except as a 19th Century toy castle, but there's so much very real history tied up in it. What is real and what is fake? Does it matter?
I got some great photos from the walls, and I had Jack muttering about how good it would be to use the castle as the new Torchwood Hub in my brain whilst I was wandering around the Victorian apartments. He thought that it would be great for him and Ianto to live in the clocktower, but Ianto thought he was being a fool. Adorable, but a fool.
It's fun when the characters write themselves.
I went to the castle tearooms and had a hot chocolate and scones with jam and cream. The scones were plain and had a clightly chewy consistency, and the clotted cream was too runny. The hot chocolate was okay, but a bit weak. Basic mass-produced cream tea really, good enough but nothing special.
After the castle I went to have a wander around the civic centre. I got some photos of cherry blossom petals lying in a blanket across the grass and some photos of the flowerbeds.
Visited the National Museum of Wales, which wasn't the most interesting I've ever been to. The display of Swansea pottery was good.
From there I went to the bus station, where I waited 50 minutes for a bus that would take me to Tesco, bought dinner and cola at Tesco and managed to miss the next bus home by about one minute. I emerged out of the underpass on the right side of the road and saw it come past me. Very frustrating, and this left me with an hour to wait until the next one.
The time passed, as it always does, and the next bus that came along was the one I'd got off an hour and a half before. The driver was amused by how little I'd bought. Got off at Cathays Cemetary again and went back to the hostel, where I chatted Doctor Who with the receptionist (who's lovely). She's not very familiar with Doctor Who herself, but she did tell me that all the rooms at the hostel are named after Doctors. I'm staying in Ecclestone.
Have to pack my bag and leave in the morning :( But I am seeing
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