I'm not sure why we didn't moor at the other (pretty) quay with the lighthouse, close to the rather lovely beach. Instead, on disembarkation we were treated to a 10 minute bus ride around a parking lot full of shipping containers before being dropped off at the railway station. I can only assume that docking where we were was cheaper, allowing Viking to maximize their profits.
The town centre of Holyhead was pretty run down. Sort of like a smaller version of Port Talbot. I had planned on taking Becky out for a meal but even the pubs weren't open. Then one of the locals suggested we to to the Marina Bistro down at the beach and after a 10 - 15 minute walk in the opposite direction to where we'd come from we discovered a nice promenade with a sailing club, RNLI building, maritime museum and a rather nice bistro where Becky and I had a lovely lunch.
Despite it being Becky's birthday we didn't manage to win the Name That Tune quiz in the bar that evening.
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