I had a lovely breakfast with fresh orange juice, parma ham, toast and olive oil. It was a delicatessen where they made me the best baguette doused in olive oil, then pastrami, little gerkins and salad. I had seen Aberystwyth last night and a bit more today like the castle and harbour. I forgot to mention last night hearing presumably the local theatre group on a stage on the seafront singing Gilbert and Sullivan. The trio singing 'Three Little Girls from School' were U3A age which contributed towards the surreal situation with the high tide behind them smashing on the sea wall. Aberystwyth is the main town of mid Wales with lots going on. This week the town is taken over by thousands of Hasidic Jews who have an annual get together by the sea. I flagged down a bus to help me along a busy main road which was packed out with women and children off on an outing to a honey farm. All of them were eating and making a huge noise - suddenly, it wasn't like Wales anymore. I lost one of the lenses from my glasses somewhere on the roadside so I'm on the spare pair which I've been carrying for a hundred and eight days. They are not very good and make map reading rather difficult. Most of today was walking on quiet back roads, the cliff path being too wet and muddy. There was however a nice stretch of beach to walk along to Llanon. The pebbles were all very flat and good for walking on. I made it to Aberaeron to find the Bank Holiday weekend had already begun. The first campsite was full but the second had a pitch left on the far corner and next door to a man with his family from the Rhondda Valley. He'd seen me that morning in Aberystwyth and gave me a can of Irish beer to help me with getting the tent up. This area of Wales is very connected to Ireland much like Galloway and Liverpool. This is where Dylan Thomas used to come to go walking and relax in the pubs. It is indeed a charming village with colourfully painted houses around the harbour and provided me with the best fish and chips I've had this year. At last I've found out that bed and breakfast is Welsh is Gwely a Brecwast which explains G a B outside the B&Bs. It has not rained today and latterly the sun came out - rejoice! There's rugby pitches all over the place suddenly and they speak English with what I understand as being a Welsh accent unlike North Wales where they speak English English. From here people go for fun to Aberystwyth and to Swansea for shopping.