Arriving in Aberystwyth

After 24 hours of travel from Fayetteville, Arkansas, we’ve arrived in Aberystwyth. The trailer arranged for us by my host here is not as small as I expected. The décor is as hodge-podge of patterns and materials that might have been fashionable in different times and places. The boiler won’t light, so there is no hot water, but luckily, there is a shower building in the caravan park. It is cool and damp in the way that makes me glad I hauled my goose down comforter. I can’t remember who wrote about this place that it is the perfect place for the unambitious man. My only motivation this morning is the left over coffee I still had in my travel cup, reheated in the microwave.