This summer, my boyfriend and I are busy saving hard for a mammoth 24 day trip to Australia and New Zealand planned for December and January, so we haven’t been able to head to Europe anywhere near as much as we usually do.
But when a group of friends who we usually travel with every summer suggested a staycation in the jewel in Britain’s coastal crown, and the most visited region in the UK – Cornwall – we leapt at the chance.
The weather was typically British and reliably unreliable, so we had to be creative on the wetter days with our itineraries. But this also meant we packed a lot in.
On the days when the weather was good, I was pleasantly surprised by what this far corner of the UK had to offer – between its clear turquoise waters, gleaming green cliffs, stunning sunsets, solitary sea stacks, crashing Atlantic waves and beautiful little cottages, it felt almost European – and in some cases, even tropical.
And on the days when the heavens opened, I found romance in meandering down slippy cobbled streets in little fishing villages in the rain, imagining the fisherman battling the storm out at sea to bring home the day’s catch.
I’m working on mini city guides for my two favourites of the seaside towns we visited, Falmouth and St Ives, and a post on St Michael’s Mount in Marazion, so check in shortly for those.
But for now, here’s a little preview of what is to come.