I was in Wales again. Sleeping in a tent and swimming in the ocean; the waves crashed against my delicate body, the night sky kept an eye on me while the cold challenged me. It’s magical in there. Neighbors from our area of the campsite all sung ‘The Lion Sleeps Tonight’ together in the distance. We flung ourselves down the steep sand dunes, and then climbed up again to find the relaxing evening landscape of tents everywhere lit up like lightning bugs and the ocean next to then with mountains afar. Rain fell most of the time but I don’t mind. The trip ended with me getting slight whiplash from riding the waltzers at the pier… Wales is one of my favorites places. See you again soon.