I'm not Welsh either Postman, but fell in love with Wales as a child when we were sent on farm holidays, fishing/tickling for trout in the friendly company of an enormous pig not far from Pumpsaint is one memory! My all time favourite is Pembrokeshire, cromlechs everywhere, a rugged rocky coastline where the iron age people lived on the edge, and perhaps favourite of all the Prescili hills/mountains, its a lonely romantic landscape Wales, dour chapels, little lanes full of spring flowers and birds everywhere.
Solva's the place for a Welsh megameet, it has a good pub ;)
Llandudno was nearly always our destination, as we didnt have a car, we did a lot of coach trips, I think we did them all, Anglesey, Caernarfon, Conwy, but the best ones were when we went to the back of beyond (or so it seemed) Beddgelert, the ugly house and the fairy glen near Betws y Coed. Castles were great and the mountains captivated me hugely but it was the little things the hidden glens and plunging waterfalls that really held me. But no ancient places, plenty of castles, which i'm still into, but nowt ancient that madness is all mine.
Solva ???? isnt it a bit far away .....from like everyone, I'm in Cheshire.
Yeah, like Postie it was the great Edwardian castles which first took me to North Wales in '82 with me mum and dad. Strange how you just seem to fit into a place, though. The ambience, the sound of running water everywhere, the mist, rain, cloud, light, smells. Everything, basically.
So I discovered I loved the countryside, nearly killed myself first climbing Snowdon and didn't stop 'til I'd climbed everything. Then I came across the 'stones'.... Oh dear. Once they have you there really is no escape. TMA opened the horizons to Cumbria, Scotland.... the whole of the British Isles. But Wales remains my first love. We have a tempestrous relationship, but I always return cos I'm suckered by her - like a typical man.