The first time I heard of Snowdonia, I instantly thought of a fantasy land with majestic mountains and otherworldly sceneries. There is something magical about the name that makes it sound dreamy, I thought. When I first set foot in there, it wasn’t far off.
Unlike the southern part of Wales that I’d visited a few times before, Snowdonia felt a bit more grandeur, thanks to the mountains surrounding the area. We drove through the national park for miles, and I watched in awe as the mountains came into view and disappeared, again and again for the rest of the journey. It was a promising start.