# 4 – Climb Snowdon

My first semi defeat – I’m gutted! Now I have to confess to not completing this experience in the way I would have wanted. I would love to have climbed the whole way up on foot and believe me this was the plan – however, the VW campervan (as fun as it was) hampered this plan. We arrived in Snowdon so late (due to our restricted speed limit!) that it was clear that we would not make it up and down the mountain in daylight. No worries, we thought we can walk up and get the train down. So we went to buy train tickets only to be told you cannot buy a train ticket down until you are at the top and will then only get a ticket if the train is not full. We asked how likely it would be to get a ticket down and were told “I suggest you get a ticket up and walk back.” This made me very sad but we felt as if we were left with no options. So we got the train up. I’d love to say the views were beautiful but you are packed in like sardines (we had a Chinese student who was petrified of the spider in our carriage – think someone needs to explain to him how harmless British spiders really are!) and the mist was so dense there was no view to been seen. The train stops just short of the summit so I was at least able to ‘climb’ the last bit of Snowdon – although I felt like a cheat with every step. The walk down was lovely. The occasional break in the mist revealed some beautiful scenery. I WILL go back and ‘climb’ Snowdon in the true sense but fear it may not be until after I am thirty so felt I must blog this entry and confess my failure. Emma, thank you for the suggestion – I’m only sorry the outcome wasn’t slightly better (was still lovely to be in your homeland!).