Rather than one long post about Betws y Coed I'll pop a few photos up over the next couple of days. But to start with here's our hotel, The Waterloo. It's lovely inside, modern but comfortable and the food is the best we've eaten in ages. There's also a lovely pool and health club but we didn't use this.
We would have stayed in the hotel but it was fully booked, so we stayed in one of their bungalows, just behind the hotel, which is what we did when we last went.
They're a bit grey looking and could do with a lick of paint on the outside but inside they are perfectly fine, with plenty of room for a family of four.
This was the view from the patio window. The bridge is the one that was flooded and although you probably can't make out the writing underneath it says, 'this arch was constructed in the same year the Battle of Waterloo was fought'. (1815).
One of the main attractions in Betws y Coed is Swallow Falls. It's just a couple of miles from where we stayed and if we were route marchers we'd have walked it. However, we're definitely amblers, so drove there instead.
Probably just as well because after the walk, there are then 111 steps down to the bottom which means 111 steps up again! We're about one third of the way down here.
And this is as far as the steps take you. I was fine going down and coming back up I only needed 2 stops to catch my breath.
One of the things Thomas wanted to do was go on the miniature railway. I went with him the first time but he's becoming more independent these days and had a second ride on his own. See, the sun even decided to come out for us.
This was on the railway platform and there was a sign asking you to fill the sculpture with any bottle tops you had.
The train station, which is in the centre of the village, was opened in 1868 and although my photo is pretty rubbish, it's lovely. Over the bridge is a small railway museum and model shop which is where I picked the key up for St Michael's Church. I'll post about that tomorrow.
I've taken all the Christmas cards down, the first sign that the festive season is on its way out at Number 38. I'll hold out until 1st January for the rest but have to admit I'm looking forward to packing it all away.
And I'm sat here once again quite flabbergasted at how quickly the days have passed since Amy and Thomas broke up for the holidays. Only four more days and they'll be back at school.