When I was 17, a group of friends (my wife included, before we started dating) plotted for us to go to this camp site just outside of Betws-Y-Coed, in Wales. The catch was that it was 4 days after my driving test and the whole plan hinged on me passing. I was very fortunate in that I think it was my examiners birthday or something because I passed and he overlooked some major mistakes in my driving test and we went to Betws-Y-Coed for a fun weekend of camping in the rain!
A few years later, Ri and I visited Betws-Y-Coed with my parents for a few days and I snapped this photo. It’s a special, quirky little village. You should visit it!