Extreme sailing in the Bay

Sunday, September 2nd

That was the day that ten members of our family met at the Millenium Centre in Cardiff Bay (not to be confused with the Millenium Stadium in the city centre, the place I described in my previous post). International catamaran races were taking place on the water, the event advertised as Extreme Sailing. Music and the "cat" race commentary was being broadcast through loud speakers and the surroundings were crowded with people enjoying their day out. A merry-go-round (out of doors) and a very noisy break-dancing demo (indoors) were to hand. In the pedestrian area outside the Millenium Centre a once-a-year gourmet European food market was in business, selling paella, crêpes, Bratwürste, etc. I queued to buy a cheesy baguette slice from a couple from Montpelier, talking to them in French.

Alexander, who had brought his rugby ball along in case of an opportunity to play with it, was dressed in the Welsh colours that day. He went missing temporarily but had simply wandered off with Justin, my niece Rhiannon and their baby, Phoenix.

We wandered back towards town through the wide spaces of the Atlantic Wharf, a nicely landscaped development including a playground that kept the boys satisfied for a long time. Alexander scaled a climbing wall and his little brother Thomas wanted to copy him, saying, "Up! Up!"