The only time commitments I had on this day were to drive home. My plan was to leave by about 7:30pm and so get home before 2am. My husband was rapidly reaching the end of his tether with the little one and I wanted to get back as soon as I could. I was no longer enjoying myself. I was worrying too much.
Anyway, I got up around 8am and went for a run. I know, amazing or what - go me! I ran all the way along the sea front and back. It was anywhere between 1.2-1.5 miles. Not a huge distance but running on the road is harder than the treadmill and it took just under 20 minutes to do it. I am very proud of myself for actually getting off my butt and doing it though.
Anyway, after a leisurely breakfast and get up, the 3 of us piled in my car and headed to Betws-y-Coed to continue my dragon hunt. We stopped briefly at the Swallow falls, once more paying to see it (Grrrr) and discovering that the fudge place had shut. So annoying, it was lovely fudge. I've been to Niagara falls - this is pretty but not worth a £1.50 entrance fee!
I could just see the little one riding it round the house. So we asked if it was for sale and after much dashing around and a couple of phone calls they said it was. We then asked how much. More dashing, more phone calls. Figures like £150 were quoted. We were ready to buy despite the spectacle of us wandering through Betws-y-Coed carrying said Dragon. Anyway, they suggested we go and get lunch or do more shopping and come back. We got some lunch and when we re-appeared there was no sign of the Dragon. We were then told it wasn't for sale!! How mad were we?! My friend gave a real mouthful to the sales assistant over it, which was quite amusing, and we even asked where it was manufactured to find out they had gone out of business. Bah!
So we headed home. Dragon hunt now abandoned. I thought we could pop into Plas Newydd, a stately home and gardens, on the way back to the cottage because the weather was now gorgeous. However when we got there is was £8.70 per person to get in. You have to be kidding! So instead we went back to the cottage and chilled for the afternoon. Dinner was chips on the beach once more. I was amused to see this sign :
Especially as most of the time it had a seagull by it that looked just the same as the cartoon one. In the end we got away at just before 8pm and made it home by 1:30am which was reasonable timing. The little one came trotting through at 5am and despite only a few hours sleep it was lovely to see her. I managed to persuade her to go back to bed until 5:30 and then I went through with her and kept her entertained. The hubby grabbed a shower and then took her downstairs leaving me to go back to bed for a sleep.
I have spent today just hanging out with her and sharing nap time with her. Bedtime was a nightmare with her crying at the top of the stairs for 30 minutes. I went up in the end and tucked her up in bed. She had cried herself out so zonked immediately. I hope we can break this habit quickly!