Wales (again)

Our university in Liverpool has an outdoor campus in Wales, and we spent two nights there this week doing some hiking, kayaking, zip-lining, archery, and so forth, stopping by Conway Castle on the way back up to Liverpool.

I had no hand in organizing this excursion. It was run entirely by the International Hub of the university as a deliberately non-academic getaway. In that spirit, I won’t write an essay for this post—I’ll just share a few pictures.

Plas Caerdeon, our home for a few nights.

On our first afternoon, the staff at the campus noticed immediately that the students all tended to eat and socialize in the same tight groups. “This group’s really cliquey,” one of them said to me. “Going to have to mix them up a bit, aren’t we?” Which they did for a series of team games.

On the second day, students could choose from a number of activities. I opted for the hike.

And for the third day, we drove through Snowdonia to spend a couple of hours in Conway.

This might be the most British photo I have ever taken.
We tall guys were not impressed with Britain’s smallest house.
I love Wales.

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