Showing posts with label Guest House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guest House. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 June 2012

Llandudno, 5 min walk to a seafront hotel ... and a Welsh prequel !!


With such a back log of photographic images, it was a bit difficult to know which town or city to recommence seriously this blog with. Despite having more conventional material up my sleeve from this particular town back in October 2011, I was a slightly reluctant to start with this teasing set. There are a couple of reasons for showing these images now, one of which highlights the very latest journey from the 9th - 13th June thus continuing with my biographical theme.

Before my Mother took ill around Christmas time, she had a coach holiday booked for the North Wales seaside resort of Llandudno with her friend. In an effort to get things stable and for me to fulfil holiday plans earlier in the year, the idea of 5 days away for her was initially out of the question and the issue was sidelined until her friend gave me a cancellation / final payment deadline date for the end of April. With the way that my holidays have to be requested at work, it was by an amazing chance that I had this particular week off work. A conversation with the Social worker and the Pharmacist cemented my idea that I should also join them in some capacity as the medication dispenser. Unfortunately as time was slipping by, so too was the appropriate room in the hotel for my needs although I was guaranteed  access to the hotel for the required health issues. On one hand that meant essentially that there were no places on the coach as I wasn't going to be staying at the chosen hotel but it gave me the freedom to take my car in case anything went wrong. I was fortunate enough to find accommodation in a nearby street.

2nd last passenger pick up point ... familiarising myself with the coach !!
I have done all sorts of weird and wonderful travel holidays and excursions in my time but chasing a coach for hours on end is right up there with the weirdest and I hasten to say ... a first for me !! Although I was very familiar with the route, I was less familiar with the location of the final motorway service station on the outward journey and the bus only routes at both these and the passenger pick up points.
Chris Cooper Travel is a coach company local to my Mother who provide great value holidays to destinations throughout the UK.

After the third and last motorway stop, I overtook the coach on the final leg to find a car parking space and meet the coach on arrival which worked perfectly.

Alvastrada Guest House, Llandudno
My first experience of Llandudno and indeed Wales was when I stayed in a holiday flat with my parents next door to Alvastrada. We travelled by train and with the railway station being around two corners, the location was ideal. My love affair with North Wales and Snowdonia continued as I followed it up with solo North and Mid Wales rail rover tickets and later in my car to visit other remote places and Snowdonia mountain walks. It was only natural that I should sample the accommodation next door in Alvastrada as the first option in 1989. I found the host and the accommodation to be of a reasonably good quality with a bargain price that I repeated my visit during the next three consecutive years. Prior to another long overdue visit to Llandudno with a social group in October 2011, I looked at the possibility of staying somewhere for an extra two nights to gain my first digital photographic experience of the town. It was with delight that Alvastrada had recommenced trading with the owner being the son of the previous host. Steve and his wife had earlier been perfecting their skills in the hotel trade and have now opted to keep the family business by running it from the family home.

I made this walk to the seafront hotel twice a day from the front door of Alvastrada...


The covered shop fronts of Llandudno can be quite grand and ornate but this was the first one I met all those years ago and indeed on my trip to the seafront hotel.






Holy Trinity Church Llandudno
Half down the next block The Holy Trinity church appears through the trees on the left just before Mostyn Street (the main street).

Holy Trinity Church Llandudno
When Llandudno was developing as a Victorian tourist resort in 1860, it was decided to build a church to cater for the English speaking visitors as Welsh was predominately spoken in similar style churches. Following the design and acquisition of the land, the building was completed in 1872. The Tower was built in 1892 with the church bells being installed the following year.


The short walk eastwards along Mostyn street demonstrates the late 19th century architecture and development of the main street. Some more appealing from the outside than the inside ...

Pebbles Fish and Chips, Llandudno
... although Pebble, according to the signs outside, is an award winning Fish and Chip restaurant with a takeaway service available including ice cream. To escape the routine pub food on the first few evenings, I decided to sample the fish pie. Despite being delicious, I was disappointed with the poor portion size, then again, I have to think what I paid for it and it constituted good value for money.

(Broadway Hotel Llandudno)
Broadway Hotel at the end of Mostyn Street was built in 1865 for the Victorian tourist boom with the main advantage of being near the railway station, shops and sea front. The size of the Hotel at 28 bedrooms would seem manageable during the difficult British seaside trading times of the late 20th century and has consequently had a revamp in recent times. As an additional point of interest, they state on their website that "we charge £5 a day for small well behaved dogs" !!

Empty Seat Street (Mostyn Street Llandudno)

Summer and Lamp street (Imperial Hotel Llandudno)

The remnants of the Queen's Diamond Jubilee celebrations are evident on the final section of my walk.



Arrival at seafront hotels


Entrance with a view (Tynedale Hotel Llandudno)

Mother (Tynedale Hotel Llandudno)
I usually managed to spend some quality time with my Mother between 4pm and 5:30pm each day...

Little Orme Llandudno from Tynedale Hotel

...  where we could sit and enjoy the wonderful views looking out to sea and along the promenade ...

...  enjoy a quality cup of tea from the bar ...

...and a decent amount of Photography :-)    (Tynedale Hotel, Llandudno)

Imperial Hotel Llandudno
However on one particular morning it was time to return back down "Summer street" and take in (... and out !! ... haha) a bit of colour !

The Habit, Mostyn Street, Llandudno
Passing by The Habit (for nostalgia purposes, the very first place I ever ate in Wales) which is still going strong I'm pleased to see, but I had an appointment with a breakfast table !!

Trinity Trove Antiques, Llandudno
The Guard dog in the antique shop in the same block as Just Jents was looking resplendent in his security uniform. He would probably enjoy more freedom and wishing he was a bit smaller by paying the extra £5 at The Broadway Hotel !!

Lastly after a delicious breakfast, it was time to return and see where the coach driver was going to drive to next...



Find out in the next instalment ...   !!!!

Thursday, 16 September 2010

Ewich House, Crianlarich, The Southern Highlands


In the fir tree lined valley of Strathallan between Tyndrum and Crianlarich lies the early 19th century Ewich house. I came across this B&B on trip advisor earlier in the year but it was difficult to get booked up as it was so popular. One of the reasons for this is the high rating that it gets on trip advisor coming into the top 10 of Europe's B&B's and Inns 2010. Ewich House is ideal for Scottish car tours and West Highland Way walkers as it is situated in a key location just off the Glasgow to Fort William road but quiet enough due to the surrounding trees. Most of the visitors I shared the accommodation with, stayed for only one or two nights so I felt privileged to enjoy a lot of the facilities as it seemed unusual to stay for five nights. This post is more of a complimentary photographic post to my written trip advisor review.


The building was a very welcoming place and the owners did their best to make everyone satisfied with their visit. I was fortunate enough to be given a room to the side of the building and I could open the curtains in the morning to a view of fir trees and mountains.......


Every morning as I descended the staircase, I caught sight of the birds enjoying themselves out of the window as they made use of the breakfast facilities !!


then it was my turn to enjoy myself as the next view I had was of the breakfast room......


...and the freshly cooked breakfast which was substantial including Scottish Haggis, black pudding, Potato scones and eggs from the back garden hens.....


By day three, I had to refine my choice to a few less ingredients as it was taking too long to eat !!



One of the most unusual things that you will ever see at any Bed and Breakfast is the sight of four Alpacas.......However, I'm not sure how appreciative there were of the countryside views.........


This view was taken looking towards Crianlarich with the mountain "Cruach Ardrain" in the background. Incidentally, one of my challenges later in the week.


After a long day out and evening meal, it was time to watch the sun set over the trees....


           ... with the resulting light shining on Crianlarich's Ben More and Stob Binnien.





It was time to retreat to the warmth of the guest lounge to enjoy the relaxation and comfort....


               ....and leave those outside in the grounds to do a similar thing !! .....


Sunday, 22 August 2010

Keswick


Keswick is the main town in the northern part of the Lake district beside the shores of Derwentwater (check out picture of two brown historic rowing boats in the photograph album to the right hand side of this blog).
There seems to be an uneasy tension here that accommodates both hillwalkers and tourists, although I'm not entirely sure if either group are completely comfortable with the overall experience. The town centre as I explained briefly in 'Classic Lake District arrival' seems to be gradually turning into an outdoor and adventure shopping experience, while the more traditional or interesting shop.........

wooden crafts and toy shop
...... can find it difficult to compete in such a market. These types of places need the tourists to support it.
 As a service industry, Keswick seems to do well in providing numerous places of accommodation for the thousands who visit here every year and is consequently not the most peaceful place in the Lake District ! However, comparisons can be drawn between the amount of outdoor shops and the volume of Guest houses. These can dilute the owners trade throughout the whole year and as a result, proprieters can be ready to disagree with what they thought I said !!


The Moot hall ( also seen in the first photograph) was built in 1813 and has had various uses in its history as a courthouse, prison, museum, town hall and fruit market.....

bars to keep people out that at one time may have kept people in !
These days the building still captures the presence of the visitor as a Tourist Information centre, assisting  them to find accommodation and enthusing outdoor beginners into where to enjoy the scenic benefits of walking.
 Across the road is the Ye Olde Friars sweet shop that began business in 1927 as a cafe with a chocolate and sweet counter. The hand made chocolates are probably why the fame of the shop has grown so much, to the extent that part of the adjacent Hotel was purchased in the 1980s to extend the premises.


The view above is part of the extension which also sells their own brand biscuits, chutneys and jams. It has become the expectation of my work colleagues to return with a large box of shortbread biscuits.
 Keswick has been useful on this short walking break as it has provided me with a lunch time snack to take on to the hills and an evening meal ranging from take out Fish and chips from the Keswickian to the  classic Hungarian Goulash from the Dog and Gun.
 Every night after evening meal, I returned to my car at Fitz park ready for the short drive to Portinscale and was greeted with the final rays of daylight over looking the hill Dodd reminding me that this week I was constantly on cloud watch.....


However, after collecting the biscuits, I crossed the bridge for the last time.....


Managed to take in my last piece of scenic memories........


Reaching for the heights  : Fitz Park branch, St Johns church and the hill Catbells


.......and observed a ballboy who seemed desperate for a game of Tennis !!



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