Days Three, Four and Five

Day Three...

Again last night with the rain and the snoring!

Another sunny morning, I head out to town and discover that Tuesdays are market day in Glastonbury, the main road trough the town is shut, so rather than fight my way around town I decide to drive the two miles to sainsburies to get cash from their machine. When I get there the machine don't work, so it's back to Glastonbury to brave the market day diversions.

I soon have cash and spend half an hour mooching round the market. Nothing really screams buy me so, considering how busy the town is I decide to head over to Wells to get some photos of the cathederal.

Up until now I've been typing this in starbucks over a grande latte, now I must move on, so the remainder of this post will have to wait till later...

... And so dear reader it's 6.15 and the tale of day three continues atop a very windy Glastonbury Tor from where I'll be posting this entry as oddly the G3 connection up here is better than it is at the campsite. Or maybe not as I now seem unable to get a connection of any kind! (as you will see it is actually two days before I post)

I made the decision that it was too windy to stand waiting the hour and a half till sunset and decended the tor with the intention of using the sunset as a backdrop for some photos of the hill. I drive east and before long find the perfect spot. I set up the camera and wait... I'm not dissapointed! (Pics to follow) I also discover that I've had catastrophic GPS failure!

Day four...

Spend the morning breaking down camp and wondering how in the hell I'm going to navigate to North Wales since my GPS software died. I did think of buying a paper map but that kind of defeats the object of the journey as I have a vague idea that the trip should rely as much as possible on the digital domain... Then I thought of multimap. Hah god bless the internet, PDA phones and GPRS/G3.

Off to visit my old friend Glastonbury abbey now... Just got to find some change for the bloody car park.

Afternoon...

Following my visit to the abbey I begin the drive to North Wales. Come 5:30 I decide to spend the night in a real bed and book into a Motorway hotel for the evening, which is spent vegging out in front of the TV.

Day five

The following morning I continue my journey to North Wales, heading through Wrexham and getting lost several times but eventually arrive in Abergele. The evening is spent catching up with my old friends Marni and Kev, over copious amounts of vodka and coke.