Saturday 3 September 2011

Wales was...

It was good! Would have been better if Paul and I had access to actual showers (And by that I don't mean the showers in other peoples caravans).

So get this, we rock up at Paul and Claire's house at 5.30 in the morning so we can all convoy down to Pembrey, and THIS is where they choose to ask me if I'd brought a hat, because my hair was going to get greasy. One puzzled look and moment later, they're all stood in the kitchen laughing. They'd lied to us about there being electricity and shower facilities on the camp site.

Not one for making a scene, I had a bit of a hissy fit internally and soon realised there was no going back. So I hunkered down and thought bugger it, having greasy hair and not having a shower for 5 days might be fun! Pfft yeah, right.

Oh electricity and hot water, how I missed you! I'll tell you one thing though, I'll never, ever take a hot shower and being able to plug things into the wall for granted!

But beyond my diva-like drama, Wales was actually nice. We were right next to a lovely beach, and it was kinda romantic snuggling up in a tent under the stars. Despite the lary drunkards that we went with (Love you guys really!!).

We did come back a day earlier than we planned though, mostly because while everyone else was busy getting wasted, Paul and I actually went and did stuff. You know, like exploring, doing whatever activities we could (Horse riding, mountain biking and QUAD BIKING. Effing loved it! Admittedly I was nervous, but come the hell on, I'm a tomboy at heart and love anything that roars. Turns out I'm a natural and impressed a lot of people with my skills and thirst for speed. I did get stuck in a revene knee deep in water though. That was fun :D

So we came back home a day early, and after a days rest we were good for going back to work. But that very morning... Paul's kidney was struck with the horrors of a stone. Yup, the bitch that is kidney stones. Two Paramedics, one ambulance and one hospital later, he's still suffering the pain. But my Paul is a tough guy and he's manning up through it.

Of course it helps that he has someone as amaaaazing as me ;)

-B xx