Two hours later the ferry arrives in Holyhead. My book says it's a boring place, so I catch the train directly to Bangor. A middle sized town with one museum, a nice chuch and a buzzing atmosphere thanks to the university. I have my pack lunch in the bible garden - can't tell the differece between the plants as all the leaves are authumn grey.
The sun is shining and the man at the post office explains how to get to Ll... - the village with the 4th longest name in the world. I walk along the road, cross a large beautiful bridge and my camera batteries are out. The shop sells postcards with the long name and I get a couple just to prove that I've been there.
Spend my last pounds on a pint at the local bar while waiting on the train. An hour or so later I'm back in Holyhead. The ferry cinema is screening "Ladder 49" and I fall asleep despite the big waves and fire men shouts from the film.
