Dinbych-Y-Pysgod (“Little Fortress of Fish”) or Tenby, as we all know, was once one of the most important fishing ports in Wales.
Then, when the bank holiday was launched in the late 1800s, this Pembrokeshire pocket became a coveted seaside destination for Victorian tourists, even nicknamed: “Naples, Wales.”
The attraction today remains. There are about 2 million people visiting each year, and it is not difficult to see the reason. At any time of the year, it is a pleasure to walk along the 13th century walls and soft cottages of the twelfth century and along the vast sandy beach.
The purple-red color hides on the Upper Frog Street, which is an ideal morning. As far as I know, we added a lot of coffee and a full cup of Welsh throughout the day – very similar to its British sister.
A brief parade of Castle Hill attracts us in Tenby’s Museum and Art Gallery, filled with local art and biological works, as well as DIY postcards drawn by tourists from far away in Morocco.
The museum explains Tenby’s literary connection: Roald Dahl Beatrix Potter spent the summer here, and Dylan Thomas read one of the books under the milk wood of a local bar.
Now, as we are familiar in local history, we go back to town along the top of the hill, where there are abundant seaside hotels and restaurants that start to welcome beach travelers.
From here, this is a short 10-minute walk Mount St. Marywe live here at the 19th century church. We spent an afternoon basking in the sun in the garden and soaked in the hot tub to relax.
Genie Harrison visited Wales’ seaside towns Tenby, Roald Dahl and Beatrix Potter for a weekend getaway
St. Mary’s Church is a five-bedroom, four-bathroom holiday home just ten minutes from Tenby Station
The French doors of the former church open with a barbecue terrace. There is also a hot tub on the rear terrace garden
Paternoster Farm is a 20-minute drive from Tenby and is open on Friday and Saturday nights and occasionally on summer Sundays. Single-player Michelle Evans’ creative, menus are set and different every night.
Our taxi driver said, “This road is part of the experience” and we thanked her for her expertise as we crossed the driveway on the farm. The converted bullpen entrance sign is almost none.
Drinking in the Pisco sour flavor, we eat trout and caramelized onions, smoky and Welsh rare dough, as well as wild garlic mashed, served with fagot meatballs. The food is refined but earthy, enhanced by pastoral environment.
The next morning we left the church and headed to the shop. Many of them would not be out of place on the wealthy London streets. I grabbed three soft candles and took home the Welsh cake from the bakery.
Roald Dahl declared in a letter to a friend: “The Easter holiday is hardly a tenby-free Easter holiday.” He has changed a lot since his visit in the early 1900s, but the charm of the town is also evident today.