Aren't some holiday experiences strange? We're currently in the Gower, taking in the local scenery for a couple of days on the spur of the moment. Yesterday we saw a place advertising shepherds' hut holidays. A shepherd's hut is a somewhat basic form of shelter that was the minimum necessary to survive during lambing and not something the average person would choose to inhabit at any time, let alone for a holiday.
It seems to me that purveyors of holidays are now scouting around for the most basic accommodation and charging a fortune for it. It won't be long before some enterprising person will be advertising one-up-one-down hovels in Black Pockrington, having a coal fire that you lay yourself and a breakfast of gruel - all for £300 a night. Fleas come extra. They might even arrange a genuine, northern, coal mining experience too.
I'll leave you with a few images of The Gower.
Here are some interesting, wooden architectural features in the Oxwich Bay Hotel (not that we stayed there).
Anyone know what this beach plant is called?
1 comment:
That's sea holly .
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