A Few Days Together

We squeezed in a few days of holiday in November, and strangely enough, it had nothing to do with Thanksgiving.  We made arrangements to visit Wales (yes, despite the potential for cold rain) and to explore beyond Thatcham.  We booked a room at a lovely B & B in a village called Llyswen just at the edge of the Black Mountains and the Brecon Beacon National Park.  Needless to say, it was rather quiet in Llyswen.  Just what we wanted!

Upon arrival, we had absolutely no daily plans.  We had no itinerary in place.  We had no detailed agenda.  And really we had no specific expectations except that we would rest, play, and be together.

We piled into our cozy family-size room and loaded it down with what appeared to be enough stuff for three weeks not simply three days.  (How else do you travel with a 2 year old?)  Of course, this included all variations of weather gear for each of us--waterproof jackets, wellies, walking shoes, dry weather jackets, fleeces, hats, gloves, and scarves (these are the British Isles after all)--as well as a useful variety of toddler toys, activities, and snacks.

Somehow amidst the mounds of personal belongings we settled into the space and more importantly into the time, and it would be the start of a very relaxing and renewing (and even dry) three days.

  

We enjoyed the scenery!

We visited churches (of course)!

We played!

We indulged (yes...juice for LC)!

Our adventure into south Wales was fun and joy-filled.  It was a wonderful occasion to have a few days together so that we could share experiences, simple yet somehow extraordinary, that will be remembered for years to come.  We are very fortunate to have opportunities as a family to explore, play, and even indulge.  And for this I am grateful!