Summer '15 Part II
Day three (Saturday)
Sunshine, breeze, warmth - could you wish for more? Especially in Cornwall? Nope. The summer village fête was quite a success I believe. I achieved top score at Skittles (for a while at least) because I knocked over eight pins but that was only because there were lots of tiny wee chiddlers doing it before me and lots of adults went after me, thus I didn't win my bottle of bubbly.
Disappointment^10... but it was really lovely. Mithian is a lovely wee village somewhere in the middle of Cornwall and it has a nice olde pub and apparently a nice summer fête as well :).
After having spent some time and money there we drove down to Jacobstow to our cottage for the week - "Rooks" (check it out). It is absolutely wonderful. It's really cute with a beautiful garden and lots of bird feeders for peckish fowl and a pretty pavilion and the inside of the cottage is, as said, absolutely brilliant. You come in and to your right is a big bright living room with a floral-patterned comfy couch and fitting armchairs, divided in the middle by a square stove. There is a little aquarium in the back and some more sofas and armchairs (white this time).
Then the door on your left leads to the study and then the kitchen (with an Aga which means a lovely warmth night and day) and after that you can have your dinner in the dining room if you feel fancy or need more chairs and room than is provided in the kitchen.
Upstairs are four bedrooms (three with double beds and one with two single) and three bathrooms - we (my friend and me) had the en suite one ;), all beautifully decorated, although sometimes a notch too kitschy as in the most of the other rooms as well.
But really, the moment we came in we were basically blown away by the thoughtful, accommodating and enchanting features, furniture and decorations.
I really, really do recommend this brilliant holiday cottage (I'm running out of positive adjectives as you can see without trying to overdo it :P).
Day four (Sunday)
After having had a nice celebratory breakfast with a big birthday garland (you can guess why we
celebrated) we drove to Launceston, saw the cute wee steam train and walked down the Zig Zag Path. And then at "home" my friend and me baked SCONES. (MMMMmmm, with Strawberry Jam and Clotted Cream <3 - classic Cornish high tea)
Day five (Monday)
Lots of stones. Stones everywhere you look. Our first destination were the Hurlers Stone Circles in Minions (yes, Minions) and a mile later we walked to more stones up on a hill which were stacked on another. It was extremely windy up there (and with extremely, I mean extremely, as in if-you-don't-be-careful-you'll-find-yourself-blown-down-in-no-time-windy) but it was lot of fun clambering up all those stones.
More stones later (Trethevy Quoit) and that was about it for the day after having maneuvered through tiny winding roads with big hedges to both sides.
Day six (Tuesday)
Tuesday was the Exeter-day. We had a look at (and from the inside too) the Cathedral and then quickly skedaddled to the first available Costa to have lunch. I went for quite a big splurge in Urban Outfitters (which I sort of don't regret but kind of do because now I'm pretty much broke and that is really not like me) but it's fun once in a while.
After Exeter it was the Dartmoor's turn to impress us and to tell the truth really did. The Dartmoor was absolutely stunning and the Wistman's Wood was terrific (again, perfect for climbing, or rather walking cross country). The wood consists of up to four-hundred year old oaks and the ground is not grass but stones, mostly covered in soft moss. It was magical.
Day seven (Wednesday)
This is quite up to date now because these memories are pretty fresh.
Our first stop was at Port Isaac - a very pretty but very touristy town.
King Arthur's Castle had an absolutely fantastic view over the sea but the admission charge was quite horrendous for some ruins that you can find basically anywhere for free (Scotland for example is very suited for that kind of holiday).
I would like to point out that sometimes it seems that I think quite negatively about culture (aka stones) but there is no other way to describe it positively without sounding ironic. I am serious. I've tried.
Au revoir, little biscuits (*stones in my hand but far too heavy to throw*)
Sunshine, breeze, warmth - could you wish for more? Especially in Cornwall? Nope. The summer village fête was quite a success I believe. I achieved top score at Skittles (for a while at least) because I knocked over eight pins but that was only because there were lots of tiny wee chiddlers doing it before me and lots of adults went after me, thus I didn't win my bottle of bubbly.
After having spent some time and money there we drove down to Jacobstow to our cottage for the week - "Rooks" (check it out). It is absolutely wonderful. It's really cute with a beautiful garden and lots of bird feeders for peckish fowl and a pretty pavilion and the inside of the cottage is, as said, absolutely brilliant. You come in and to your right is a big bright living room with a floral-patterned comfy couch and fitting armchairs, divided in the middle by a square stove. There is a little aquarium in the back and some more sofas and armchairs (white this time).
Then the door on your left leads to the study and then the kitchen (with an Aga which means a lovely warmth night and day) and after that you can have your dinner in the dining room if you feel fancy or need more chairs and room than is provided in the kitchen.
Upstairs are four bedrooms (three with double beds and one with two single) and three bathrooms - we (my friend and me) had the en suite one ;), all beautifully decorated, although sometimes a notch too kitschy as in the most of the other rooms as well.
But really, the moment we came in we were basically blown away by the thoughtful, accommodating and enchanting features, furniture and decorations.
I really, really do recommend this brilliant holiday cottage (I'm running out of positive adjectives as you can see without trying to overdo it :P).
Day four (Sunday)
After having had a nice celebratory breakfast with a big birthday garland (you can guess why we
celebrated) we drove to Launceston, saw the cute wee steam train and walked down the Zig Zag Path. And then at "home" my friend and me baked SCONES. (MMMMmmm, with Strawberry Jam and Clotted Cream <3 - classic Cornish high tea)
Day five (Monday)
More stones later (Trethevy Quoit) and that was about it for the day after having maneuvered through tiny winding roads with big hedges to both sides.
Day six (Tuesday)
Tuesday was the Exeter-day. We had a look at (and from the inside too) the Cathedral and then quickly skedaddled to the first available Costa to have lunch. I went for quite a big splurge in Urban Outfitters (which I sort of don't regret but kind of do because now I'm pretty much broke and that is really not like me) but it's fun once in a while.
Day seven (Wednesday)
This is quite up to date now because these memories are pretty fresh.
Our first stop was at Port Isaac - a very pretty but very touristy town.
King Arthur's Castle had an absolutely fantastic view over the sea but the admission charge was quite horrendous for some ruins that you can find basically anywhere for free (Scotland for example is very suited for that kind of holiday).
I would like to point out that sometimes it seems that I think quite negatively about culture (aka stones) but there is no other way to describe it positively without sounding ironic. I am serious. I've tried.
Au revoir, little biscuits (*stones in my hand but far too heavy to throw*)
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