Hooray, another escape from London town. This time to Wales, on a 5-odd hour train ride to Machynlleth (which I asked about every local how the frikkin hell to pronounce it and I still haven't the faintest) and then a short ride to Corris. What a wonder. So much of green and grey. I went along with Green London for the weekend, a lovely meetup group that does environmental outings. The quiet slate town with unlocked doors, a single pub, dense forests, a railway museum, and moss everywhere. The air was fresh, the rivers were clean, the mountain trails through the forests were silent. A little too silent for my lonesome-wandering-horror-movie-plot-visualising-self at 6-30 in the morning. Stumbled upon this place called 'Little Italy', where an elder sculptor (now deceased) painstakingly created miniature replicas of famous Italian architecture interspersed in his garden with quotes from his favourite poets. A recluse, whose work now blends in the the growing greenery. I have not come across something so lovely in a good long while. Then we all set off to the Centre of Alternative Technology, an inspiring organisation that runs courses in self-sustainability and green architecture. I came across a basket weaving course on the day. The lift to the centre was water-powered, with no need for electricity (since they never run out of a fresh supply of rain water). Our stay at Corris hostel was also a treat, an award-winning green hostel with a Celtic theme and down-to-earth owners. Weekends like this remind me how to slow down.
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