After a day of speeding down zip lines and screaming myself hoarse on underground trampolines, we’d arranged something a bit calmer for our friend’s hen do, and drove down to the self-enclosed picturesque town of Portmeirion.
Stepping into Portmeirion is like emerging from Dorothy’s house in Oz, or peeking out behind the fur coats in the wardrobe to see you’re in Narnia. It looks like an illustrated children’s book; the home of imaginary creatures and quaint villagers that make their own dairy products and quilts. The town is a mosaic of pastel colours and winding streets, all surrounding the main town square, all individual and all gorgeous.
Portmeirion is rather like a British version of Park Guell in Barcelona in that it’s self contained and designed to stand out from traditional architecture. You do have to pay to get in but you can wander for hours through the woods, along the seafront, and around the buildings. Take a picnic or buy lunch in one of the cafes, and definitely grab an ice cream.
We visited the famous Unicorn House, which is essentially every little girl’s dream, and sat on the grass and listened to the brass band play in the surprisingly warm Welsh sunshine. It is the ultimate in picture postcard beauty, and all of us were completely enamoured with it.
Portmeirion is open all year round and entry costs £10. They also have a range of events and festivals on so make sure you check before you make a trip.