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U.K Travels 2015 - Cardiff Bay Barrage, Penarth Pier

It's been about a week and a half since I returned from my vacation and I must say I absolutely miss the weather in the UK.

I find it so hard to fall asleep these nights because I start perspiring so quickly that I have to switch on the air-conditioner. Argh, makes me appreciate the cold winds in the UK more now.

Anyway, back to share another day from my vacation.

Apart from all the shopping we did, we also set time aside to do some sight-seeing and engage in more meaningful activities than just... shop.

This time, we visited Cardiff Bay Barrage and drove up to Penarth Pier before going to The Old Post for dinner!


On one end, we could see Cardiff Bay so those tiny buildings right at the end actually make up the city centre. (We visited Cardiff Bay on our previous trip but nothing compares to this sight.)


On the other side, of course, is what any other barrage would normally look like.

We could actually walk out around the barrage to see the Bristol Channel more clearly but we didn't. Although we didn't get the clearest view of the Bristol Channel, the teeter and I did walk out slightly to get a glimpse.


Had the sun coming in but it was such a treat to the eyes!

We drove around to the other side, where Penarth lies, and we stopped by Penarth Pier for a bit.


We never once went right out to the closet we could get to the waters but it was still enjoyable. I sometimes wish the camera could capture what my eyes see but I guess there is no better camera than what the eyes can detect.


I could stare out into the blues and all I have for it is admiration for how stunning nature is in all its glory.

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It was a very lazy day but was well spent nonetheless. So glad we didn't just shop our time away!

It was therapeutic in a very soothing way that we got to immerse ourselves in nature. I wish I had more time (and company) to go exploring nature in Singapore but I somehow find I'm busier back here even though I might be doing nothing.

Officially resumed my teacher duties the day after I touched down by relief teaching two English classes before returning to see my very own kids last Sunday. It was a strange kind of feeling seeing the children again but strange in a good way.

Recently scheduled a couple of meet-ups with some friends because the thought of school starting is kind of daunting. I mean, the thought of good things coming to an end is always daunting. I'm just gonna try to be as positive as I can and let new beginnings take place.

In the meantime, I shall admire the yachts back in England and wish I'd be one of those.



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