This was a very aimless day. We didn't plan on going to Cardiff Castle, but we ended up there. It was also a very relaxing day, for the most part.
We got to Cardiff nice and early around 9 and happened to notice there was a castle in town. Being the castle experts that we are ; ) we decided to check it out. Turned out to be one of the best decisions of the day.
| Welcome to Cardiff, where everything is in Welsh and in English. |
The people in the gift shop must have been very happy as we wandered around in it for a good 20 minutes before the castle opened. When the castle did open we were the first ones in. We wandered through an information area where we picked up our audio guide and saw a very artistically creative (aka confusing) video showing the history of the castle. At the end of the video all we understood was that some battles happened there... sometime.
After the extremely informative video (in which there was no dialogue) we exited the theatre (which did have an amazing sound system and screen!) and toured the air raid tunnels. These were built by one of the owners of the castle because he enjoyed walking but didn't like walking in the rain. He just so happened to have plenty of money and could build an underground walkway under the walls of his castle. Later they were used during WWII for air raid shelters.
When we exited we found some very nice, comfortable stocks. : ) And no they weren't padded; they didn't have to be at that point. They were great just the way they were. Our backs hadn't recovered from the day before in which we carried our backpacks all day... Any opportunity we had today we took to take our backpacks off and rest our backs.
It was while in this most comfortable position that we realized that we should head to our tour. As we headed this way, we saw the "typical" Americans our English Mum had warned us about heading toward the tour too. She had told us "typical" Americans were loud and overweight, wore checked shirts and wore multiple cameras around their necks. The father of this family we noticed, unfortunately fit this description to a "T." Even worse were their childish attitudes toward their children. The children would have been bearable on the tour; the parents, most definitely not. We sat there debating (not for long at all) what to do. Could we change the tour to the next time? Yes.
| This is what we call rapid cloud movement- Sun to rain |
Our tour guide was one of the best we have had yet! He took us through the rooms in the clock tower side of the castle. Every room was ridiculously elaborate. The first room was decked out in time related symbolism, ranging from months of the year to signs of the zodiac to depictions of the gods the days of week are named after. The duke who made the castle into a residence was very well educated and was fluent in 15-20 languages and made sure his children had a good start as well by hiring governesses from different countries all who spoke to the children in their native languages only. Thus each of his four children knew 5 languages by the time he or she was 10.
His dining hall was so elaborately and beautifully created that it is still used by UK dignitaries today. It can also be rented out for wedding receptions for the maximum of three hours at the nominal rate of £1500 per hour. No problem.
Two other rooms were quite interesting because he was learning a couple languages at the time he was building them. His napping room was decorated in the Greek language and had stained glass windows of the 7 churches referred to in Revelation. One floor up from that was his outdoor covered porch. The details of this room included Hebrew writings (since he was learning it at the time) and the stories of Elijah as well as one of the few statues of a smiling Madonna. The tour ended in his library which was a feast for book lovers!
We concluded our time at the castle with a rain shower and a short tour of the aforementioned tunnels. We decided to head home sooner so we could a) get our backpacks off our backs and b) pack for our trip to Scotland the next day. So we headed out and grabbed a bit to eat at a Cornish pasty shop. These pasties are one of the best British foods we have eaten!
More coming on Scotland sometime.
-Jeanette and Chelsea





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