Tuesday, 17 September 2013
Revolutionary Swimmers of the World Unite on Rhossili Beach
The last post was on Wales and A Fine Beginning and how it's not all about the lyrical landscapes and the mines and the rugby and the songs. And then last week, Mao got a mention. This post combines the two with Isabel going all propaganda on the Gower Peninsula.
So for me, as a visitor to the country, Wales still is about the lyrical landscapes; especially the wildness and raw beauty of Rhossili Beach (pictured above), my favourite beach anywhere ever (when the water is warm enough to swim in without a wetsuit as it was this summer).