Self Explantatory

The point of the message on the pic in relation to a post about Llandudno? Nothing much really. But it’s on display there and I thought about if the bra was on the other foot. (it can happen!) Meanwhile, I digress. We are here to talk about Llandudno! Woooo!

Just over the estuary from Conwy, where Tom and I visited earlier, we swapped from a cultural heritage site to a traditional pier seaside resort. It’s North Wales premier seaside resort so we are gonna grab those sunscream, a bucket and spade and maybe my brazilian speedos and strut our stuff on the sand. Or so we thought.

We arrived early evening and we made the most classy mistake of driving and looking for your accommodation. Basically….Tom drove whilst listening to me and I, instead, used the GPS on my iPhone rather than using my eyes to find the house on the very street the accommodation could be found. As a result, I directed Tom into a back passageway that did not have enough room for a car to turn round. Now, just imagine the seething rage bubbling underneath the calm and handsome exterior of Tom of Tomarhawk Travels as I simply looked at him with outright indignation how the GPS led us here instead of using my..ahem…common sense. Luckily for us, someone left a bollard down so we could actually turn round. Hooraying, we drove in their backyard to reverse out using a three-point turn when we heard an almighty BANG! Uh-oh, was that the tyre? Looking across quietly at Tom whose white-knuckled hands gripped the steering wheel and he stared ahead in red splotching gaze in his eyes.

‘I’ll go and see…’ as I cracked open the door and got out. I wasn’t going to be in the car with him if he’s hulking out. Crouching down, I was relieved to see the tyre didn’t blow, it just that it rolled over a piece of the Bollard causing the metal to bang again the ground. Successfully navigating out of the passageway, we were astounded to discover that we did indeed pass the hostel twice on the same street and gone round behind it. Tom started to go green. I simply offered my hands, palms facing upwards, to pacify him and said,

‘Maybe the sign wasn’t clear?’

He pointed behind me.

So the sign was clear

Okay, the sign was clear. I turned round with a big smile at him and gave him a playful and misguided punch on the shoulder,

‘Heeeeey! We’re here! That what counts!‘ Insert another Cheesy smiley grin! He didn’t talk to me for the next hour.

So as we were suitably settled in, we headed out to paint the town red! Only…where was everyone? It finally stopped raining thank god but the winds were truly bitter. Trudging to the coastline, we were pleasantly surprised after going through tacky streets full of expensive restaurants and amusements, we came out to traditional promenade and Victorian features! Did you know that the writer, Lewis Carroll met his inspirational girl for his book ‘Alice in Wonderland,’ here? Check out the mean pics!

Llandudno Victorian Street

Why wasn’t this cropped?!

Sunset over the Irish Sea

Oooh, what’s that in the distance?

So when Tom decided to talk to me again, it was nice. We sat on the bench in the cold wind, our coats wrapped around us and we chatted to set the world right. Our constant driving and travelling around didn’t really let us do that and with one night left in Wales, this was the perfect opportunity to do so. Good evening indeed.

However, it’s not over yet! We still had to do Llandudno’s biggest attraction! And that was its Pier! Voted ‘Pier of the Year‘ (saucy!) in 2005, Llandudno can boast the longest Pier in Wales and the 5th longest in England and Wales. Many Victorian style dramas were filmed on here and you can see why. It’s ordered. Streamlined. Colour coordinated. And best of all, a feat of engineering. Any other time, this Pier would have been washed away. So as the sun set over Llandudno, Tom and I took a bromantic stroll to the top.

Look how far it stretches into the cloudy blue sky!

MINE! MINE! MINE!

Riding on the Pier to Nowhere!

How to make the Pier more handsome? I know!

Sunset on the Sea

Let’s watch the view as the sun disappears

Walking back to shore, I had to think about Llandudno. What it a dud? I mean, Tom and I didn’t get the same wondrous feeling as we did with Caernarfon, driving through Snowdonia and even Conwy. We did the feel the place was tacky mostly in the centre of the town but we absolutely liked the Promenade and the Pier because it’s old-fashioned and traditional. However, we felt like we would have been better off staying in Conwy and coming to Llandudno for the day. Which we will do if we ever come back here again. It’s not to say that the hostel we were staying in was bad, it was brilliant but we knew that Llandudno wasn’t us.

It was further compounded when we couldn’t find any Welsh food as the restaurants were mostly Indian, Chinese or American so instead, we opted for an American one before going back to bed and to enjoy our last day in Wales tomorrow.

American Burger

What did you think of Llandudno? Was it a Dud for you?

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