I have loved this story since I first read the Jones and Jones translation many decades ago. Now I'm working my way slowly through this magnificent edition, which has the text in Middle Welsh but the introduction, notes and glossary in English. (The same two scholars produced an all Welsh edition but despite the ongoing effort I still can't read Modern Welsh.)
The story begins as a folk tale which wouldn't be out of place in the Grimm's world, and then the hero gets on his horse to ride to Arthur's court. You can almost sense the anonymous genius who put this together realising here was an opportunity to show off, and the prose shift gears. (Marked for me by the sudden increase in the number of words I have to look up).
I particularly like this description of Culhwch's dogs, gambolling around him:
And before him, two white breasted brindled greyhounds
each with a gold collar from shoulder to ear
And the one that was on the right would be on the left
And the one on the left would be on the right
Like two sea swallows frolicking about him.
After this, the porter scene which is another favourite.
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