Wales day 2

[Spoiler alert: This blog entry ends with your protagonist being fed a two-minute noodle sandwich by a naked dreadlocked, nipple pierced man]

The next morning after a very solid sleep we walked down the beach in the centre of Aberystwyth. The town is meant to be a very popular place during the summer because of the beach, but it was quite pretty now, just in a different, more chilly way. We looked at the (almost compulsory) castle and then ducked into a pub/restaurant for some breakfast/lunch as it started to rain. After filling our hungry bellies we wandered up the top of the hill and lookout near Nia’s place. There was a pretty steep old track leading up and once there we found some really odd touristy stuff like a Frisbee golf course, children’s play equipment, and restaurant. From the top of the hill we got a fantastic view of the bay and town, rolling hills meeting the rough sea at steep cliffs. We also experienced the mightiest winds I have ever encountered and had a ball holding our jackets out and leaning right into them, until it started to rain again and the raindrops stung like needles. So we turned our backs on the wind and walked another path down the hill. On the way back we passed a couple of the millions of sheep in Wales that still had their tails on. That afternoon we chilled out with Nia and her American boyfriend Vince and talked about all aspects of Whale milk. After darkness had set in Ben, Celine and I went to a quaint little cinema to see the film ‘the Golden Compass’. What made the cinema so odd was that it had the opening time for the cinema, when the previews started, then when the film started and ended. After the previews there was a small intermission and a little sweets bar opened up near the screen. Once we were back in the house we ate pasta for dinner and yoghurt and peaches for dessert. To finish off the cheese that we bought, Ben and I ate a sizable chunk with our pasta, which prompted Vince to comment that eating a chunk of cheese is best done in the buff. I asked if he had a dress code for all sorts of food, but he just said that easy to make bad food is naked food. Nia and Vince met in the Czech republic at a Ska concert and hitched around together for a while. While they were in Barcelona Vince spent a whole night going from bar to bar completely naked, because there is no legal rule against it, and now they are married. Vince married them. He is an ordained minister, of the Universe. Apparently just like the guy who wrote ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ he signed up with some organisation to make up his own church which means he can legally wed people in America. So I’m not actually sure if they are legally married in the UK, I don’t think Nia is either – I don’t think it bothers her, she’s pretty easy going. When we were having our yogurt she leant us some of her honey and explained that it came from her farm,
Justin: ‘Oh, you lived on a bee farm did you?’
Vince: ‘Yeah she did, until she got bitten on the vagina!’
(General laughs)
‘Oh Vince’ we thought ‘trust him to say a joke as silly as that!’
Nia: ‘You don’t have to tell everyone that story!’
Hee hee hee, so she told us the story of how it happened, it was pretty amusing, not the sort of thing you expect to hear from someone that you only just met.
Vince then decided to make some two-minute noodles and toast, and I suggested that he should have them together like a sandwich, two good things put together are never going to be bad are they? I then questioned whether he thought that a two-minute noodle sandwich would be classed as naked food or not, to which he replied by taking off all his clothes despite there being myself and four other people in the room. He then offered me some of his sandwich – which as I had suspected tasted fantastic!