a moment....

On Saturday, I took the bus to Porthmadog, intending to do some shopping and head back as usual. However, I changed my mind and decided to go to Caernarfon for a music festival called Gwyl Arall. It was a very hot day; the bus to Porthmadog had air conditioning, but the connecting bus didn’t, though it was manageable.

When I got to Caernarfon, I wanted to find the music venue, but there were several to choose from. I grabbed lunch and wandered through the lively town, which offered more than just music—there were activities like walks, lectures, and book reviews.

The gig I wanted to see was in Neuadd y Farchnad, the market hall. There was an entrance fee and a joke about my age, as I might have been one of the oldest there. I went to see some new artists on the Welsh music scene because I think it’s important to support them. The first band was decent, though the sound quality was poor, and I couldn’t hear the vocals clearly, which was also true for the second band. The third act, Elidyr Glyn, had much better sound. While at the hall, I bumped into someone I hadn’t seen in ages, and thankfully I remembered her name—that’s getting harder these days.

I used to be attracted to her, and it’s amusing how that feeling is still there; she’s as stunning as ever. I guess that’s all it will ever be, sadly, just one-sided attraction. Life isn’t fair, and it never will be. I saw one more act before catching the bus back. I could have stayed longer and taken a different service home, but I wanted the air-conditioned bus. I will go backnext year all being well