Llandudno to Conwy June 26

A short day, the first walking day that did not begin with rain, pretty, with a climb up and over the BIG Orme, which, honestly, is not very big:

Approaching Conwy, you see its castle from across the estuary:

I did not visit the castle today, so taken up with other sights that time ran out, and besides I decided to buy half a chicken and some other edibles, return to B and B, eat, and "get sorted" for tomorrow's visit to Bodnant Gardens. How to get there was the sorting part.

There was the merchant's house dating from the 16th century, and Plas Mawr which dates from I don't know when.  Let us assume photos are from the latter.  Anyway, every house must have at least one handsome door:

And where to eat:

And where to sleep:

Poor man's dinner:

And poor man's toilet:

Rich man's dinner:

And rich man's toilet (the padding on the seat, is, apparently, original:

Ya'll can write your own caption for this delightful decoration.  There were many images of these ladies, who, on close inspection, look pregnant.  

This vessel was so impressive!  It beats a crockpot, though I don't understand the bacon part:

Cutting edge of medical practice:

Bur people still died in droves (before their time) of other unpleasant ailments. Note, especially, the last cause listed!

One cannot come to Conwy without visiting the Smallest House in Great Britain.  It is SO CUTE!!

I would love to know how many women had to audition for the job of smiling-lady-wearing-period-costume-standing-in-front-of house-to have-picture-taken-hundreds-of-times-a-day:

 Littlest house has a little ladder to take you up to the little second floor, which contains a bed, normal size, as the house belonged to a man 6'3".

Homage to mussels, which looks oddly like Horton: