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Wild Wet Welsh Weekend

The other weekend saw me and my besties hit West Wales for a girls weekend. We were lucky enough to stay in my Auntie’s Caravan in New Quay.




Friday we set off a little later than planned but didn’t care as this was meant to be a chilled out weekend where there was no stress. We stopped off to see a friend on the way and then we were back on the road. Whenever I drive up to New Quay I make the error of trusting the auto route rather than my own judgement (also I am a massive campaigner against sat navs). So we ended up getting a little lost around the wilds of West Wales until I got my bearings and some fab navigation from my besties. We arrived!!



We settled in, got the central heating on, chose our bedrooms (luckily one each) and cracked open the wine. This was the start of things to come. We ended up watching a program on TV about Frank Sinatra whilst chatting and drinking. For some reason Engelbert Humperdinck came on the and I really can’t look at him, he makes me cringe, so I was hiding in my jumper, and then had a word slip when I called him Engelbert Humpledink, personally I think this sounds much better, but this got us into hysterics, and debating what a Humpledinck was (answers below please).



Saturday was glorious, we were really lucky with the weather and headed into New Quay its self and took post in the pub, looking out over the waterfront. This was lovely and we enjoyed sipping our beverages. After much scowling of people jealous of our seats we left to try the local Pasty shop, Pasty Pasty. This was yummy but they did scrimp a bit on the fillings. The sun was out and it was feeling relatively warm, the wenches decided to indulge in some lovely ice cream as a treat, well we were on holiday!! We headed back to the caravan for an evening of films, take out pizza (delivered direct to your caravan, very impressive), wine and Pina Coladas. We were expecting to be joined by two more besties but they unfortunately couldn’t make it due to transportation letting them down.






Sunday was a wash out it was raining and windy all day; luckily we were lovely and snug in the caravan and could look out to the storm at sea. We took our places for the day watching some films and chilling, we had a brief walk up to the shop on site and to have a nose in the new caravans on display. One was so lovely it looked like a chalet and was done out like a beach hut, but with all modern fittings. However the cost a pretty £80,000!!!! We thought we would leave it there. We glad to head back to the dry warm caravan after our brief outing in the storm and I made my lovely Gnocchi for tea for my besties and I.



Monday it was time to pack up and come home, sad to say goodbye to our little home for the weekend, but we were glad of the nice weather back. I would definitely recommend New Quay for a nice chilled weekend away in any weather to be fair as there is plenty to do on any occasion and some of the local pubs are great. Also you can never go wrong with pizza delivered to your caravan door.

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