Scraping the tip of the iceberg...or slate heap

I feel as if we are just starting to get a glimpse of what this place is, and who these people are, just as we are ready to make our way out of the country. Cymru is Welsh for Wales, by the way, and indeed, it is another country entirely. I can not believe that it has taken me this long to come here, nor that we nearly skipped it. The scenery we have seen in the last twenty four hours is fit to rival any that we have seen elsewhere, and the villages really gorgeous. We visited a Slate Museum yesterday, and took a big step closer to seeing who these folk are. Good is one word that simplistically (and romantically) comes to mind. Hard working, honorable folk, with fervent faith and community spirits. Of course, that is quoting (ad hoc) from the captions under black and white photographs of quarriers, some eighty or so years ago. I can not comment on the feel of the people now, as I have not met enough, and will not get to now.
Today we left our lovely hosts and cosy van - situated, I should ad, near the town with the longest name in the world. I can not even attempt to spell, write or say it, but I can tell you that it starts with Ll, and goes on for at least the length of the Alphabet! We videoed our Welsh slate-splitting demonstrator saying it yesterday, so you will have to watch the video if you ever want to hear it. We have driven for quite some hours, heading through Bewtsy - Coed, to the coast, and then down to the Brecon Beacons. We stopped at a Gold mine for a wander, and tour, at about three, and then got here (a castle) at about tea time. We did a tour of the Victorian mines, and panned for gold, but really didn't have enough time before they were shutting the place. Fascinating to learn, was that the site was actually a Roman Gold Mine to begin with...
We were going to go for a walk when we finished our two minute noodles, but it was getting too dark...at seven thirty at night!! Do you remember that when we arrived, said it was not dark until about ten PM? Shows how long we have been here. Scenery is also starting to change, as a patchworky colour is creeping into the trees that we see on the hillsides....Autumn starting to create her glorious colours. Wish we could be here to see them...
Off to Shakespeare country tomorrow, for two nights only, then windsor, then two nights at Paul's, then ....
Someone has rung about the car who is really keen, so we are trying to get him see it on Thursday night, so that if he decides not to take it, we still have two days to organize other viewings.
The car is a wardrobe on wheels. stuff is under the seats and in the corners of the boot. I am having kittens at the thought of getting it all to the airport, so am really hoping that our keen possibility takes it, as he will do an airport pick up, enabling us to get our luggage to the airport without lugging it through the tube.
Can't believe that it is nearly all over.
Anyway, as they say in Wales, Lainswerrcheff lewwneasllchwen