Europe on $5 a Day - stories?

vistajay
Wed, 06 Jan 2016 17:51:15 +0000

Summer of 1989 I was 21 and traveled alone around England, Scotland and Wales using a bus pass and sleeping in hostels. There was a hostel in Snowdonia National Park in Wales where I hiked up and over the mountain and down the other side to get to the hostel (10 miles), then awoke at dawn the next morning and hiked back over again (10 miles). I was going to catch a bus to Caernarvon but the buses did not run on Sunday, so I tried to hitch but must have been to scruffy looking as no one offered a ride. So hiked another 10 miles to Caernarvon. Halfway there I stopped in a pub and spent my last pound and a half on a pint. Best beer I’ve ever had in my life. Welsh folk were funny because at first they thought I was English and so they would shun me or only speak Welsh to me. But once they heard me speak they discovered I was American and were just as nice as they could be (and switched to English language). Boy they really hated the English though!