Cardiff… it’s in Wales…
Cardiff is in Wales. I mention this because I didn’t know that when I agreed to visit this lovely city. What can I say? I’m an ignorant American… I didn’t even really know where Wales was. I mean I knew it was in the United Kingdom, but how many Americans have ever really studied a map of the UK and memorized it’s interior borders? Most people I know can’t remember that my honey is Scottish and they call him Irish. I know… it’s an embarrassing fact about my fellow country people but really… would an Average British Joe be able to tell me the difference between someone from Louisiana and a Texan? I don’t think so…
You might be wondering why the city I had never heard of was chosen as a vacation destination. Well it was one of those things where my honey got a free weekend stay in an apartment there and during a Skype date said,
“So I got 2 free nights in an apartment in Cardiff… you wanna go?”
And my response was, “Um. Yes please.”
So he booked it for when my next visit was planned and it worked out.
So, anyway, I learned a little about Cardiff and Wales. I gotta say I seriously enjoyed myself there. I was a little worried that there wouldn’t be enough to do in 3 days, but I left wanting more. Granted we didn’t pack our days and nights with activity. We visited and just hung out together, since we usually just stare at a computer screen for our dates, after staring at computer screens all day for work.
It just so happened to be his birthday week when I was there. So since he’s not a cake and sweets kind of guy I did a bit of research and got him a cheese tray delivered to the apartment before we arrived… ya know… a surprise. Which wasn’t the easiest thing to coordinate but wasn’t as hard as it could have been.
Learned a few things about the British ways in the process, very helpful… they don’t really say boyfriend and girlfriend over there, they say your partner. Now over here partner suggests you have a tendency towards the same sex kind of relationship, but not there. So that was new.
The cheese tray was ordered from Madame Fromage, which I found out about online. Googled cheese shops Cardiff. Everyone was really helpful in the process and the only thing that could be considered a hiccup is the amount of cheese I ordered, never having experience ordering a cheese tray in. my. life.
There was a lot of cheese. I mean a lot. He had enough to take it home and still be eating it a month later… with the help of a few friends… on a regular basis.
Just FYI… $25-$30 (or £15-£20ish) is PLENTY for 2 people over the period of a few days. Even that would probably have sent some home with him. No, I don’t want to tell you how much I actually spent.
Some things we did while in Cardiff…
We toured the Wales Millennium Center, would love to go back and see a performance. Our tour guide was so informative and passionate about the place which made is really interesting. Learned about the Welsh culture while there too. They are a proud people and rightly so and it was similar to Ireland (and South Texas) in that the signs were in English and the language of their native tongue.
We wandered around the Quay and went inside The Pierhead. That’s another place I’d like to learn more about. They had a good video about the history of Cardiff. Did you know that up until The Great Depression Cardiff was one of the biggest ports for coal in the world! I love history, so it might not be for everyone, but still, anyone can appreciate that building.
Cardiff Castle was visited the next day. And it was lovely. This place is amazing and they’ve done such a great job of preserving it. That William Burges knew what he was doing,too, even if he didn’t always really know what he was doing because he was under an opium cloud. We took the tour of the main house which was beautiful, all the detail and stories that have gathered there over hundreds of years. Their video in the main tourist center left a lot to be desired, sorry guys.
It was nice and rainy and freezing when we left the castle and we ducked into Greenwood and Brown and warmed up with this yummyness.
The trip was over before we knew it and we hopped back on the train to London. After our visit to the capitol city, my Scottish honey admitted to me that he had never liked Cardiff (simply because it was in Wales…some prejudice some Scottish have. I’m imagining it’s how some Texans feel about Okies and I’m leaving it at that), but he had a really good time there that weekend. I don’t know that he’ll admit that to anyone but me, however, I will gladly tell the world. And I look forward to going back.