Back to Wales, the trip in celebration of friendship.
We originally planned to use train, coach and local transport during our Wales sojourn. But as I began my research using GoogleEarth and transport schedules on the internet it became clear to me that this was going to involve some early risings, a lot of hurry up and wait, and, in some cases a response of “you can’t get to there from here”, at least not in October.
So I tentatively broached the subject of renting a vehicle. Deb, to my surprise, was interested and game for the adventure. Then came the trepidation—we knew what we were in for. Deb had been to Britain once already that year and I had spent two weeks the previous year being chauffeured about the back roads of Cornwall by my brother-in-law. Deb’s friends were aghast at the idea. Not to be intimidated, we booked a car with Hertz.
Our initial plans were to spend our first night in Newport and so our original booking was with the Newport office, although later changed to the Cardiff outlet. Deb checked with her insurance company to see if additional coverage would be needed and was advised, no, she was fully covered … until Continue reading “Newport, Maine?”