Tuesday, July 26, 2011
On my 30th birthday back in April, we sat by the pool and went on a leisurely stroll to a bookshop. On my wife's 30th birthday, we climbed a mountain. It was insanely hard work, particularly because we didn't have enough change for the car park and so in theory had to be there and back in under four hours, a challenge which would have stretched even Tenzing Norgay to the limits. Actually, you can get a train to the top of Snowdon, but as you can see from the pictures I took, the locomotives aren't actually big enough to carry real human beings, so you're better off walking.