Aberystwyth
It was in Aberystwyth that I first heard of Patagonia.
‘Bydd rhywun yn siarad am Batagonia yn y coleg heno!’ my flatmate told me, excitedly, one evening. (There’ll be somebody in the college giving a talk about Patagonia tonight.)
I gave her a blank look. Patagonia, what was that? Could you eat it? Read it? Could you wear it?
‘Patagonia! In Argentina,’ she explained impatiently. ‘Right at the southern end of South America. There’s Welsh people living there. Welsh speakers.’
I was doing something else that night, so I didn’t go to the talk, but from then on, the Welsh speakers at the very end of the South American continent stayed in my mind, for years. I thought of them as a mythical people on an old map, living in a place that nobody had ever come back from.
I think it was on that day in Aberystwyth that I began to dream of going to Patagonia. Just to see what it was like.
#Patagonia @PenarthBookFest 18 October
http://penarthbookfestival.org.uk/wel...
‘Bydd rhywun yn siarad am Batagonia yn y coleg heno!’ my flatmate told me, excitedly, one evening. (There’ll be somebody in the college giving a talk about Patagonia tonight.)
I gave her a blank look. Patagonia, what was that? Could you eat it? Read it? Could you wear it?
‘Patagonia! In Argentina,’ she explained impatiently. ‘Right at the southern end of South America. There’s Welsh people living there. Welsh speakers.’
I was doing something else that night, so I didn’t go to the talk, but from then on, the Welsh speakers at the very end of the South American continent stayed in my mind, for years. I thought of them as a mythical people on an old map, living in a place that nobody had ever come back from.
I think it was on that day in Aberystwyth that I began to dream of going to Patagonia. Just to see what it was like.
#Patagonia @PenarthBookFest 18 October
http://penarthbookfestival.org.uk/wel...
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