Sometimes it's nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. To get a bit of fresh air, and a change of scenery. So, on Sunday just past, the Mr and I packed our bags in the car and headed up through the Welsh countryside and just over the border into England, to spend a few days in the sweetest little market town of Ross-on-Wye.
Our days were filled with exploring and walking, and generally recharging our batteries. As soon as we arrived (after cooing at the lovely view from our bedroom window) we dropped our bags and went in search of a local pub so the Mr could catch some football, and I could while away the afternoon on Pinterest with a bottle of beer in hand.
The following day, we donned our walking boots and headed off for a gentle 6 mile ramble around the local area. We headed away from the town following the river upstream before setting off across the countryside through fields of blossoming Oilseed Rape, and past viaduct ruins, with paths laid with railway sleepers.
We stopped halfway, on our walk for a spot of lunch on the river bank, watching mischievous lambs clamber across the steep banking before getting into trouble with their mum, calling out in matronly bleats. We trudged down tyre worn farm tracks, and past cottages and farm houses surrounded by nothing but fields and birdsong.
As soon as I saw this house at the top of the track, I vowed to the Mr that we would one day live in a house like this. That's a promise.
Our evenings were filled with sunny drinks on the terrace of our hotel, soaking up every last minute of warmth from the sun before disappearing indoors to fill our stomachs with beautiful pub fayre including, scampy and chips, yummy grilled steaks and chocolate puddings to top it all off.
Although we were sad to see our mini-break come to an end so quickly, we made sure that our little holiday lasted as long as possible and took a little detour on the way home to the ruins of Tintern Abbey, a 14th Century monastery set in the bottom of a valley in the Welsh countryside. Here we enjoyed a little picnic, sat on our blanket amongst the ruins in the peace and quiet. It was utter bliss.
It was so nice to be able to explore places that are almost on our doorstep yet, feel worlds away from the noisy city life of Cardiff. It definitely helped speak to my inner country-bumpkin, and I think a little holiday was just what we needed.