Tonw of Hay is situated on the western fringe of the Central Wales, on the river Wye.
Hay is famous for numerous second-hand bookshops. Attracted by its cultural and sophisticated atmosphere there are also quite a few art shops and workshops.
When we arrived at Hay, it was after 4 o'clock. Shops were starting to close and we walked aroud the town in a hurry. Although we did not intend to shop, it should have been sad if we had to walk around when all the shutters were closed.
This is the Castle of Hay. It was first constructed by William de Breos II in the thirteenth century, then destroyed and reconstructed several times.
Now it is used as a second-hand bookshop.
Hay as book town started its life when Richard Booth, owner of the castle, opened a second-hand bookshop in 1961 with an aspiration to make Hay as the centre of second hand book trade. Since then the number of the second-hand bookshops has risen to about 30.
This is the Market Place of Hay. I don't know for sure if it is still used as market, but it looked likely. A tourist pamphlet I got at Hay says that the market day of Hay is Thursday, from 8 o'clock to noon.
The market places I often see are two storey building (as the one in Ross). The flat ones like this can be rare.
This is the river Wye seen from the Hay bridge.
Hay is a country town; with only a few steps out of town, we are already in countryside. It should be nice to enjoy trekking from here.
Many of the buildings are made of grey stones with greenish tone. For three of us who live in Birmingham, where most of the houses are made of red brick, the town scape looked really different.
This house was particularly beautiful with a lot of flours in front.
As we did not really have lunch that day, we started to get hungry around 5 o'clock. We entered in a café style restaurant and had a light meal.
We ordered a dish of local smoke salmon salad, and pork and apple casserole. In the photo, the dish on the left is side vegetable, which we we guessed accompanying the pork dish. They gave us also one piece of seedy bread; this might have been accompanying salad.
This is pork casserole; diced pork is cooked with diced apple and stewed in cider. It was delicious. Jacket potato was also nice.
We had also one bottle of mineral water and paid, if I remember well, less than £20. We had only one starter and one main dish for one person, but they were sufficient to satisfy three of us.
Leaving Hay, we headed for home.
This is a wooden bridge we passed at a point not so far from Hay. It was written that 50p should be charged, but we did not pay in the end.
We saw so many places, did so many things and ate so much stuff only in two days. We discovered another face of Great Britain and completed the journey throughly satisfied.