Every single year of my childhood my parents and us four kids camped on a beach about 30 minutes north of Harlech. It was wonderful when it wasn't cold and raining :) I remember getting lost on the beach aged 3 or 4--the Coastguard were called, my parents frantic and I'd wandered off to find a man selling balloons. Can you imagine? I was gone for about an hour and they thought the worst. Kids!
Below is another part of North Wales, a tiny, unexpected island of Mediterranean beauty, complete with palms and bright colored architecture. Portmeirion. Check out the website--it is where the prisoner was filmed in the 60s.
Clough Williams-Ellis built Portmeirion from 1925 to 1975 on a peninsula off the coast of Snowdonia to show how 'the development of a naturally beautiful site need not lead to its defilement'. He fought for Beauty - "that strange necessity".
Isn't it gorgeous? When I'm rich I'm going to buy myself a peninsula and open it up to writers, families and conservationists. But I'm in charge :D