WET WEEKEND IN ABERYSTWYTH: Curry, beer, walking boots and camera.

Saturday night was spent in Aberystwyth, a town with a long history but today revolves mainly around the fact that it has a university. Again, it is a Victorian resort, but being tucked away on the west coast of Wales it only attracts the most dedicated of kiss me quick aficionados. Its remoteness could have condemned the town to obscurity but because of the University it is one of the liveliest towns in Wales.

On Saturday night we went for a drink in one of the town’s many lively pubs and then sat down for possibly the nicest Indian meal I have ever had (and I have had a few in my time).

Sunday morning we were greeted with the sight of rain and wind howling in from the Irish Sea. This could have spoiled things but I always believe that there is no such thing as bad weather, just inappropriate clothing. We donned our walking boots and big coats and headed out on our mini tour.

We started off by jumping on the funicular railway that takes you to the top of Constitution Hill and had breakfast in the café that overlooks the town. After breakfast we had a walk around the hill then headed back down to sea level for a walk along the Promenade. Half way along the Prom we dropped down on to the beach and took some photographs under the pier. Once off the beach we walked around the castle, through the town and eventually headed for home.