The Falcondale Hotel
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TravelPod Member ReviewsThe Falcondale Hotel Lampeter
An excellent manor style hotel with all the requirements for our stay.
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Today is our last full day in Wales so we were up and out by 8:00am. The weather looked a bit dismal and rain was in the air. Before reaching our first planned destination we made a few photo stops to take shots of some of the rugged countryside as well as some waterfalls which have their origins high in the Welsh mountains. We wound our way down …
... post holiday blues and this was best expressed by our singalong. As I made the last turn into our road, after 7912 miles and around 200 driving hours I personally wanted to go anywhere but home but it couldn't be avoided so we pulled in where Granny and Terry were waiting for us with a very yummy dinner. The girls went into hyperactivity when we got in running all over the house and finding old toys that had been left out ...
... at least it had some shops and I found a
lovely café overlooking the river which did homemade cakes. I haven’t managed to get my printer fixed or
find a Perspex shop, so that will have to wait until my next stop in
When I bought my current motorhome it fulfilled most of my
requirements except for the oven. There
is a small oven and grill but it is above head height and in ...
... 8217;t very near the sea. I was offered a pitch with "really good views" and was disappointed when I found that all I could see was rolling countryside, fairly well wooded and partially shrouded in low cloud. I think that staying on sites with magnificent sea views for the last couple of weeks has spoilt me. This site is isolated but has one or two really nice footpaths that pass down deep valleys with fast flowing ...
Saturday morning, I'm up early and longing to walk along the beach. The town is quiet, not even the fishermen are up yet and the estuary is calm at high tide. The teenagers have long gone from the jetty where last night they waited their turn to leap into the cold seawater below and for now the lobster pots are ...