The Café has taken up residence "on the other side of the Pond", in the UK for ten days where we've been visiting our daughter and her family in London. Scott and I snuck away for three days and visited Cornwall, located in the lower southwestern tip of England.
I'm a bit embarrassed to say this, but, before this visit, ...............
............... I actually thought Cornwall was a city in England. Was I ever wrong! Cornwall is actually a region that has numerous cities, most of them fairly small and spread out over almost 1,400 square miles.
This tip of England forms a long peninsula surrounded by the Celtic Sea, the English Channel and the Atlantic Ocean and offers spectacular scenery. We had a wonderful time meandering tiny country lanes and hiking along the South West Coast Path, England's longest walking trail (630 miles) with high cliffs jutting dramatically into the pounding surf and golden-hued, sandy beaches with crystal clear waves gently lapping the shore. The trail views were spectacular!
We also enjoyed shopping in quaint little villages (of course, I found a few more fun new props), getting to know the locals and eating typical Cornish food like meat pies, pasties and freshly caught fish. We stared in amazement at velvet-green hillsides dotted with fluffy white sheep as we strolled on public footpaths that took us through farmer's fields (complete with cows and goats), past crystal clear bubbling brooks and along narrow lanes lined with bramble-covered stone walls.
Check out a some pictures from our Cornwall adventure!
|We stayed at a lovely, ivy-covered country house hotel, built in the early 1700's. Oh, if these walls could only speak ................|
|We came across crystal clear babbling brooks .................|
|Lovely narrow lanes winding through thick forest glades ..................|
|Quaint thatched roofed cottages .................|
|Wildflowers of every assortment, growing here there and everywhere .................|
|Photo-ops and lovely vistas at every turn .................|
|And you'll never believe what lined many of the paths we wandered on .............|
|We had a lovely lunch at a small café with this as the backdrop, wow!|
|....... a beautiful, quintessential Cornish coastal village........|
|Idyllic, tiny villages line the coast, havens for artists, surfers and fishermen.|
|Rugged, rocky cliffs drop precipitously, to crystal clear, aqua-marine water......|
|Farewell fair Cornwall! It was a lovely trip but in three days we were able to discover only a whisper of your beauty and charm. Lord willing, we'll be back for further exploration and adventures ...........|
~Oh, one last thing. Just to let you know; if you see any photos of us in the future, don't be surprised if we look quite a bit older. When we left for Cornwall we were both just a smidgen over 60. We returned to London, finding ourselves a full ten years older, at least 70! You see, we rented a car and for the first time ever, drove on the opposite side of the road. That was crazy enough on it's own, but many of the roads in Cornwall are, literally, just a hair wider than I can stretch my arms (and have to accommodate two-way traffic!), quite steep and VERY windy, with blind curves every little ways.
A sweet waitress served us breakfast the first morning of our trip. We were talking about the narrow roads and she told us: "oh yes, and if those hedges along the sides of the narrow roads look quite soft and fluffy, don't be fooled. Right beneath the surface are unforgiving stone walls!". Oh dear! We did make it home safe and sound ............... but only by the grace of God and with