Here is Rebecca walking up to the entrance. The castle sits right on the water (and roads)!
We were surprised that it was a ruin. Nothing like the castles I have been in so far.
We were allowed to wonder through the place. There were levels upon levels to explore.
Here is a shot of the wall that extends from the castle around the town.
Two nice women asked if they could take our photo for us. They said every time they travel, they forget to take photos of themselves together. Thus, here is a photo of Rebecca and me.
The great thing about the castle was climbing up all the towers. The steps were small (half your foot would fit on a step). And at the top, the wind was pretty bad and you felt like you might fly off! Here is a picture of Rebecca below one of the towers I am in.
A picture of the castle looking over the bay.
Me taking a photo of myself with the castle.
Rebecca doing the same. We looked rather funny to the other tourists!
The whole time, Rebecca and I were shocked by the access we had to the place. We thought a major lawsuit waiting to happen. This is the only warning sign we saw.
Looking up one of the towers.
Afterwards, we walked the town and headed down to the water.
The other claim to fame for this tiny town is it owns the smallest house in Great Britain! It measures 3 meters in height and 1.8 meters in width. It is also in the Guinness Book of Records. We found it funny that there was a woman dressed in weird clothes charging a pound to go inside.
After we walked around the town, we ended our afternoon sitting in a beer garden eating a Sunday roast.
It was a great trip. The next day, we spent the last few hours shopping and then headed back to London.
1 comment:
Very nice. I love the concept of being responsible for yourself, how very un-American! Looks as though you had a very interesting trip. It will be a good recommendation in your 'Guide Book'.
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