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Port MeirionOne of our choristers (was it John Caponegro?) described Port Meirion as "Rock City with taste." It was a field day for "Prisoner" addicts and fans. I kept wondering when I would be accosted by Violet Bucket about a candlelight supper and hand-painted periwinkles. The gardens are right out of Jurassic Park!Several views of the village ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Looking down towards the waterfront, where the rather posh hotel was located ![]() The topiary followed curious rules. . . ![]() Some of the girls discovered a high gallery over the village center ![]() Look up! There were curious decorative touches everywhere. ![]() The flowers in the garden were magnificent ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() These ferns were almost eight feet high! ![]() A very ancient tree ![]() The inscriptions on the doggie headstones were sweet but sad. One of them made Katie cry. ![]() Link to this Page
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