The staff at the Museum helped us find a beautiful little B&B, called Noddfa, near them in Felindre. So we settled in to our room, and asked Vickie, the hostess if she had a suggestion for a nice walk and a place for a good meal.

She suggested we walk to a yellow pub on the other end of the village, where we had the MOST WONDERFUL Welsh meal – Mom said it was the best lamb she’s ever eaten in her life, and we sampled some more ale, too. The place was tiny – only three tables, and another couple came in and sat, and began speaking Welsh. Mom and I enjoyed listening, and even caught a word or two here and there. After some time, I asked if they’d mind if we asked them some questions, and they were so very nice. They had both been born here, as well as their parents.

We asked them about some places to visit where they make cheese, and they were very enthusiastic – Per their instructions, we’ll go to the waterfall at Cenarth, drive to the parking lot, ask the man who takes the money where to find Thelma, who makes a variety of cheeses, and then go find her place!