First of all, let me explain this quote... Bee heard some people talking what she thought was Welsh but it was in fact Japanese. Easy mistake – could happen to anyone!
We arrived in Cardiff ready for a huge day of sightseeing. Fair to say there wasn’t an abundance of tourist attractions to keep us occupied, however we enjoyed strolling along the Marina and river, sipping cocktails while eating dim sum and laughing our heads off at a comedy show.
And then it was time to donne the lycra and hydration packs (yes, Bee laughed at the time when Gerard wanted to buy them in Aus, but they actually did come in handy. Mind you, we still haven’t used the compass!!) and embark on the 100km Taff Trail bicycle trail. The trail spans from Cardiff city centre through small villages and parklands until Brecon, at the heart of the Brecon Beacons National Park. After a full day of riding, behinds began to ache, Gerard’s handle bars slowly twisting (making it dangerously hard to break) and Bee was a tad cold.... Despite this, the ride was extremely enjoyable and scenic, and we reached our first night stopover in the small town of Merthyr Vale relatively unscathed. A beer and a pub meal at a typical Welsh pub were a must (mind you, couldn’t understand a word of what the locals were saying – were they speaking English or Welsh? Or Japanese?), the owners of the attached B&B were so friendly and welcoming.
On ya bike the next day and what does it do. Rain. Lots. Oh Bee wasn’t sure if it was tears or raindrops falling down those cheeks... Gerard – very encouraging though!!! Again after some scenic views of mountains and lakes, we finally arrived in Brecon and could not wait for a hot shower! Fair to say we also slept well that night too.
The aching legs couldn’t take anymore riding so we had to figure out how to get our rented bikes back to Cardiff without having to ride them. After much sweet talking from Gerard, we were allowed to manoeuvre them on to both a public bus and train – back to the city of dreams....
