Hi from Wales!! My name is Rufio, and I'm a
really cute red dragon on an adventure. I stand up about 6 inches but my
ancestors were much bigger--and coincidentally, they were from Wales,
too! Don't believe me? Just check out this photo of the Welsh flag:
That was my great, great, great, great, great, great Uncle Gruffydd
(pronounced Griffith) who is most famous for the legend that concerns
the uprising of Merlin. Yep, it's true; Merlin was from Wales!
But
first, let me tell you a bit about my pilgrimage to my homeland. I met
this human named Charlotte through a blind date at UNCG, and by the end
of our meatballs and crackers, we found out we were going overseas
together! (Talk about moving fast in a relationship...) My human is nice
enough, though, so I didn't mind the idea. I will admit that I doubted
her choice of location at first, though. I mean, Wales? Like, why Wales?
Why not Berlin or Malta or Austria or something? The human talked about
how she loved the UK, though, and something about wanting to study
education in a different country, blah blah blah, and I thought, "Ok,
well, I'm on board no matter what!"
And
then we arrived January 24th, 2014. Little did I know that my and
Charlotte's life would radically change. Since being here, my girlfriend
and I (don't tell her I call her that; she'd deny it. Apparently I have
"fiery breath" or whatever that means...) have met absolutely lovely
people from all over the USA, Canada, and the UK, and we're smitten by
them. Here's a picture of Charlotte and her flatmates. Some are from
UNCG, the others from B.C. and Vancouver. Aren't they darlings?!
Charlotte
and the girls and I have had the opportunity to travel to many
different parts of Wales as well as different countries! That's the
great thing about being in Europe. My personal favorite of the places
visited (and also coincidentally the only time my human remembered to
take a picture with me; that of course doesn't sway my bias) was
Amsterdam, Netherlands! Biking through the streets along the canals (and
almost getting hit about 30 times) and seeing all the cute little
colorful houses smudged next to each other was so fun! I especially
loved visiting the Anne Frank House and staying on a house boat hostel.
How many dragons can say they've actually done that before? Here are
some pics:
(This is
me and Charlotte in front of the I Amsterdam sign in the centre of
town. This is also the bike I almost died on numerous times.)
(This is
me and Charlotte admiring one of the major canals in the city right
after lunch at an amazing Asian restaurant, WagaMama's. That's probably
why we are so happy!)
Lastly,
here is a picture of Charlotte in a seaside village called Swansea with
my and her favorite Welsh word: Cwtch! And we both feel that we would
be terribly wrong to not teach you it.
Cwtch
means cuddle. The Welsh are very kind and romantic at heart, we have
found, and when they want to comfort you, they may throw their arms
around you and say, "No worries, now, love, just give us a cwtch."
And on that note, I will bid you adieu. It is time for me to cwtch with my pillow.
Nos da! as the Welsh say. Good night!
Rufio (with a little help from Charlotte Pohlig)
Trinity St. David
Wales