Camping at a 5* resort in Wales

Throughout my first year of studies civil engineers have promoted their annual camping trip. I was expecting tents, campfires and hiking, but then I was told we are staying at a 5* resort with spa, waterpark, high ropes course and more  in the middle of a National Park in Pembrokeshire called Bluestone. I never knew the perception of camping can differ that much just across the Europe! Apparently it was proper camping the year before and they just stack to the name in order to avoid confusion. Because, clearly, there's no confusion this way.

Welcome to Bluestone

On the way there the car that I and Auste were going in took the scenery route: villages and fields instead of motorway, standing on the side of the road for 15 minutes to let a herd of sheep go by, you know, usual Wales stuff.

Sight at Bluestone the evening we arrived.

The usual day was sleeping in, watching UEFA Euro 2012, eating and predrinking, and then drinking heavily during the night again. In snapshots it looks like that:

However, there were a couple of days which surpassed even this exciting schedule. Firstly, of course, we tried out the waterpark. It was so so great! For example midway the external top-open slide there are a couple of little balconies with jacuzzis, and in the main swimming pool there was an inflatable obstacle course, like the ones shown on TV. Couldn't ask for anything better! Another day we went to an adventure park. It was my first time and it was breathtaking! It just seems they really love water in Wales because even when it's not raining everyone is still getting soaked.

Still the best part was our trip to Tenby. The cutest little town I have ever seen and with the most amazing seaside. It has tall rocks, it has island with a house (prison?), it has ruins on a hill - everything to be mysteriously attractive. And the scenery... I just couldn't get enough of it. And there were a couple of dead jelly fishes on the beach. Just so you know. I would love to come back again and again. Maybe I can have a villa there when I'm crazy rich lady engineer, haha?

On the last day when everyone was trying to rise from the dead, just the three of us went for a walk the trail round the National Park. It was damp and slippery, but it was worth it. We came across gorgeous ruins and saw the nature so green that the Great Wizard of Oz would envy.

And then we left back to Birmingham, straight to the University to collect our first year final marks. The most stressful journey in my life!