Cardiff

Heddiw bwriwyd i mewn Caerdydd , 'r 'n fwyaf caer i mewn Cymru. At ca 'na ni needed at 'n flaen chroesa 'r Hafren Afon , acha a odiaeth magnificent chrocbont ( ag a magnificent doll at hymrysonfa ). 'r Cymraeg countryside ydy am fel gwyrdd a lush fel allaist bwra †“ bath chan cara Yarrawonga i mewn reverse. 'r boblogi dyma iawn 'n gyfeillgar , ai o leiaf I’m 'n ddiball baen , ai allaist ond ddeall air ddeudan. 'n ffodus , 'm Cymraeg chrau began yn dylifo drwo 'm gwythi , a Balfalais a 'n anianol a amrantiad chyfathrach achos 'r locals. 'n tour highlights heddiw cynwysedig 'r Millenium Stadium am Caerdydd Arennau , 'r addef chan Cymraeg rugby , Caerdydd Castella , 'r llochesa , a am squillion Cymraeg roundabouts ( pawb chan a Hymdopais at nydd-dro i fyny ). Hun beth sylwasom am Cymru ydy pawb seems at bod yn bwyta 'n ddianwadal , adbelydredig i mewn 'r rhifa chan yn bwyta dai at bod sefydla acha 'n bob hystryd †“it’s agos cara a 'n genedlaethol obsession ( a Amcana explains paham odiaeth chan 'r ddynion ddisgwyl cara atega - blaenwyr The ) arall yn diddori bethau ydy fel bopeth dorrir i mewn 'n ddau dafodieithoedd †“there’s 'ch ardda amrywiaeth Saesneg , a arall chyfieithiad a dremiau cara camp chan scrabble cerddedig 'n grwn c 'n bell gormod w y l a r’s! I mewn 'r 'n ddiweddar bnawn , ar ôl arall goggle chan roundabouts , hymlwybrasom at Abertawe , 'r 'n flaen chan 'n seaside atalnodau. Mo a 'n ddrwg chyflea 'n sylweddol , a hymdopasom camre ar hyd beth adwyau i mewn hon barthu chan 'r byd achos a beac

Oh, sorry. For those of you who don't speak fluent Welsh, here it is in that other popular language.

Today was spent in Cardiff, the biggest city in Wales. To get there we needed to first cross the Severn River, on a most magnificent suspension bridge (with a magnificent toll to match). The Welsh countryside is about as green and lush as you could imagine – sort of like Yarrawonga in reverse. The people here are very friendly, or at least I’m sure they would be, if you could only understand a word they said. Fortunately, my  Welsh blood began flowing through my veins, and I felt a natural and instant affinity for the locals. 

Our tour highlights today included the Millenium Stadium at Cardiff Arms, the home of Welsh rugby, Cardiff Castle, the harbour, and about 15 squillion Welsh roundabouts (all of which I managed to screw up). 

Cardiff Castle

One thing we noticed about Wales is everyone seems to be eating constantly, reflected in the number of eating houses to be found on every street – it’s almost like a national obsession (which I guess explains why most of the men look like prop-forwards).

The other interesting things is how everything is written in two languages – there’s your garden variety English, and another version which looks like a game of scrabble gone completely wrong; far too many w, y, l and r’s!

In the late afternoon, after another goggle of roundabouts, we made our way to Swansea, the first of our seaside stops. Not a bad place really, and we managed a walk along what passes in this part of the world for a beach (Bondi’s got nothing to worry about), before a very nice meal at a local pub. The guy who served us, who I think was called Wwyllrrywn, was most friendly and only too pleased to help. If only I knew what the hell he was saying.