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New York, New York September 5, 2014     

President Barack Obama became the first sitting US President to visit Wales when he and 60 global delegates attended the NATO Summit on September 4 and 5.  He said, “You have a beautiful country with wonderful people and great hospitality.  I’d encourage everybody from the States to come to Wales.” 

In response to President Obama’s comments, Manon Antoniazzi, Chief Executive, Visit Wales, remarked, “Wales is always proud of the warm welcome or ‘croeso’" it extends to visitors. We are a land of legends, music, castles, green rolling countryside and spectacular coastline. It has been a special honour to be able to host President Obama in Wales and we have been delighted that the warmth of our welcome has been appreciated. We are especially thrilled that the President has recommended Wales to his fellow Americans as a great destination to visit. We look forward to welcoming back the President – and all American visitors – to Wales in the future.” 

In fact, the United States and Wales are bound by an astonishing number of little known historic links, not the least of which is the fact that there have been nine US Presidents with Welsh ancestry, including Welsh-American Thomas Jefferson ( http://www.walesonline.co.uk/welsh-america-links ). 

A compact country of three million with a 30,000-year-old history, Wales is known as a magical land of performers, original thinkers (the microphone, fuel cell, mathematical equals sign and canned beer are all Welsh innovations) and poets like Dylan Thomas, whose centenary is being celebrated with a yearlong festival this year ( www.dt100.org ). 

Wales has proven itself a world leader across generations with accomplishments that delight visitors today.  With the opening of The Wales Coast Path, Wales became the first country on the planet with a completely walkable coastline. At 700-feet high and 100 mph, Zip World in North Wales is the world's fastest and the northern hemisphere's longest zip wire. 

The tiny country boasts three World Heritage sites: the Castles and Town Walls of Edward I in Gwynedd at Caernarfon, Conwy, Beaumaris and Harlech in north-west Wales; Blaenavon Industrial Landscape in south-east Wales; and Pontcysyllte Aqueduct and Canal in north-east Wales.  

Wales is a country of extraordinary beauty that is 180 miles long and 70 miles across at its widest point (about the size of New Jersey). Wales, England, Scotland and Northern Ireland are four distinct countries that make up the United Kingdom. The people of Wales are called Welsh; many still speak the ancient Welsh language. For more information on Wales, visit www.americas.visitwales.com .

Here's a little snippet of the latest song... "Could've Had The Best Of Me" - from the forthcoming new EP! 

The British seaside experience does not resemble that of, say, St Tropez. Back in the days when going for a drive was a pleasant experience, families would go to the seaside and very often end up sitting in their cars just staring at the sea; indeed, out of season, many people would go there simply to do that. A flask of hot soup and some sandwiches made it "a day out".

When the weather was pleasant enough to leave ones car, windbreaks would be employed on the beach and elderly members of the family would often be in their best clothes with shoes removed, sitting in deckchairs with their thermos of tea and the inevitable sand-filled sandwich. quite often the highlight of the outing would be an individual fruit pie purchased from the beach shop or café.  Fewer expectations and contentment with simple pleasures!

I was reminded of those days when I went to Tenby the week before last. I cannot honestly remember the last time I went there although I know that we did go as a family sometimes when I was a child. I wasn't even sure how to get there until I looked up public transport. As it happened, there was a train from Carmarthen, on the Pembroke Dock line, and I set off in sunshine.

It's an easy journey of about 40 minutes or so and Tenby station is a short walk from the centre of the town. My re-introduction to Tenby wasn't quite what I'd hoped; calling at the first pub I saw to use the loo (there being none at the station), I decided to have a cold drink there but when I asked for a ginger ale or ginger beer, the woman at the bar made it quite clear that I was persona non grata so I left in a huff. Fortunately, the natives were a great deal more friendly everywhere else. At the old market hall, which has a stone plaque outside reminding us of Tenby's history, the café provided a freshly-made crab sandwich and a big mug of tea. I bought 10 postcards for £1 (payable at the butcher's counter) and felt quite at home.

Opposite the market is The Tenby Deli which has a wonderful and high-quality selection of food and drink and has a café. I did some shopping there before I left!

Something which caused me quite a bit of nostalgia was the department store, TP Hughes. The same firm had a large shop just three doors away from my parents' own shop in Carmarthen when I was a child, The staff were familiar faces at our counter, "Miss Willie" from the corsetry department being one of our regulars. Of course, in those days the store seemed a vast place to me and the Tenby branch is spread over a chunk of the High Street with a sort of "bridge of sighs" joining the different areas at first floor level (2nd floor in the USA).

It's impressive that there are so many independent businesses in Tenby although there are some of the usual High Street suspects too. I was delighted by Fecci's Italian ice-cream parlour (established in 1919) where I bought some delicious ice-cream. Emerging from the shop, I found it was pouring with rain so I just put a scarf on and headed down a charming little street toward the sea view. Eating ice-cream in the rain is all part of growing up and being British! In that particular street is a house called Tradewinds; the long passageway from the gate to the house is painted bright pink and embedded in the walls are souvenirs from all around the world.

It was pleasant just to wander; watching delighted tourists on the horse-drawn carriage or on the sight-seeing boats in the harbour. Eventually I returned to the deli and it was raining again. They had some tables outside with umbrellas so I sat at one of those with an excellent pot of Earl Grey tea, causing some amusement to the passers-by.

Ambling back to the station with my heavy bag, I stopped at the White Lion Street Gallery which I know has a good reputation. Having enjoyed looking at the original work there, I bought some cards and a book of photographs of Pembrokeshire.

I was back in Carmarthen before 4.30pm where the rain was bucketing down. There's nothing like a British summer - pack your socks, gumboots and raincoats!