I only spent one day in Cardiff, Wales, so I used that day to visit Cardiff Castle. The walls of the castle were originally built by the Romans, and then it was taken over by the Normans, and then by the aristocracy. There is the ruined castle, and then the new home that was built by the duke that lived there. Meh, forget the history, it’s pretty, let’s look at pictures.
During the War (WW2, that is), the castle was used as a bunker against Nazi airstrikes. This part of the museum I actually felt was really well done and quite moving, although it’s not the main focus. You walk down the long, dark, cold hallways, and there is a sound reel playing. First, it’s Churchill talking, and then that horrible air raid siren is going off, all the while Churchill’s speech continues. There were posters on the wall explaining how to properly put on gas masks, discussing proper hygene measures, and encouraging women to help the war effort. The air raid sirens are probably the worst sound in the world, and I could only imagine how terrifying that must have been. Anyway, it was great even though it was terrifying.
And then back to the happy stuff, all the fancy, Downton Abbey-esque luxury of the newer house.
After getting some coffee and finding out that my really awesome friend, Katie, is joining me on the rest of my trip, I spent the night in the hostel, where I met an interesting guy who does work with Start Some Good. He also harassed me with questions and weird games, telling me he likes to walk the line between funny and uncomfortable, in hopes that he would receive mention on my blog. So, to you, my friend of 3 hours, I hope all your dreams have been acheived, you got mentioned on my blog. 🙂