Today, Marion decided I should take the day off and go walking with her. She told me after gardening yesterday, "I guess Texans give 110%" Hell yeah they do! I've been bustin my ass pulling weeds and mending fences. I'm finally understanding hardwork. Anyway, today we walked from some place in Wales that I can neither pronounce or spell to Llanthony where they have the most amazing 12th century ruined church surrounded by horses, stables, mountains, and green pastures. I will get photos up eventually. It was about a 10 mile walk up to about 1200 meters on Offa's Dyke Path. Check it out online and you will see how beautiful is it. It was an interesting day with Welsh ponies, almost getting lost but my map reading skills coming through, and a run in with 3 bulls that were on our path and didn't want to move. It was also quite fun drinking a pint of cider in a priory that is a few hundred years old. Needless to say, I'm exhausted so I'm going to bed soon. Goodnight. Oh yeah, I turn 23 in 15 days if anyone is interested. I'm actually not really that interested.