Day Twelve

As the old song goes, we were heading for the last round - up. We were on our way home. But before we went to the Bus Station we spent the morning visiting the Market and walking around the town. After a light lunch we had a taxi to the Bus Station and on to the bus which took us to Merthyr Tydfil. Now, certainly, there was a change in the scenery. The mountains were half - covered with rows and rows of houses, which were fascinating in a different way from the greenness of Mid Wales. And so it was through Ebbw Vale, Tredegar and on to Merthyr. Changing at Merthyr we left for Hirwaun which I didn't recognise because so many new houses had been built; and I had no idea where we were until we got to the big Roundabout and started down the Neath Valley, and here we saw such familiar beauty once more.
It was a lovely run down through the Valley, and we were delighted to see Lynwen and a crowd of our friends cheering us off the bus. They had given us a good send off and welcomed us back just as enthusiastically. We had had a wonderful and unforgettable experience, and we were so pleased we had succeeded in visiting all the old 13 counties having travelled approximately 550 miles on 25 different buses in 12 days.