Obviously, we're both excited about Tenby, and pretty much insane. From left to right, that's Mareike, Peri, Maria, Martina, and Tatiana.
This was NOT a convent. It was a very expensive teashop. Hrm.
The five arches, leading into town--part of the old fortress.
The entrance to the shops from the five arches--and Martina, looking lovely.
This used to be the entryway to the City Gaol--nice cultural reappropriation. I like to see a healthy respect for the Law.
The Church, obviously.
There was this really cool castle-y type fortress built up on the cliffs of the beach. Gorgeous, but we couldn't get any closer--private property. Which leads me to ask--Mom, Dad, why didn't we live in a castle?
A closer view...
This is a pretty cool example of the modern seaside town blending in (or not) with the remains of the fortress.
Same thing, really.
Some islands off the coast. Uninhabited islands always look so lonely!
Cave adventuring!
You can tell by the distinctly octegenarian arch in my back that I am an interpid mountaineer.
After discovering loads of trash in the back of this cave, it became slightly less mysterious.
After discovering loads of trash in the back of this cave, it became slightly less mysterious.
But this mysterious looking picture of it comes after I've told you, so act intrigued.
This bird reminded me very much of the vultures on Splash Mountain--so this picture is for Bethy and Katie! :)
The beach!
Looking up at Town Centre from the beach.
The ocean from the town.
Yes, this is Wales. Not Hawaii. And it was like 40 degrees, so it definitely didn't feel like the tropics.
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