Hello everyone-I’m back! I’ve returned from a week of late nights, woodlice, sand-dunes and lots and lots of money. Yes-I’ve come back from Cornwall! Did you miss me? (Hawhaw.)
I’ll get right to it then. Let’s begin at 4:00 am, on Saturday, the day we set of….
We had to rise and shine very very early, at horrific hours to arrive at the campsite at the right time. We were also stopping of at the Zoo for a few hours as well, so we were stuck with four am. When I was woken up, I looked something like this….
And my friend looked a looked a lot like this….
Then at late five (or early six-something like that), we were all compressed it the tiny, hot, stuffy car, barely being able to breathe without knocking into something. We had a looooooong drive ahead of us, so we decided to doodle in my notebook. Less than five minutes later, I had to stop as my stomach felt slightly knotted. Less than a minute later I was stumbling out the car at top speed to the bushes by the road. Bluuuurg.😦 Two more vomits later, we had arrived at the Zoo.
We were there for a few hours, and visited nearly all the animals. I got billions of photos, not all of them are recognisable! However, there are so many of them you’ll have to wait for another post to fit them ALL in. 🙂 Trust me-they’re worth it!
The gift shop was brilliant, and out of everything there, I chose a tiny red and white lizard called Firestripe.
A few more hours passed, and finally we reached the campsite! All any of us could be bothered to do was load our bags into the caravan and eat.
After breakfast (by that I mean 12:30!) we had plans to go to Porthcothan Bay. Unfortunately, this was England. And soon as anyone plans anything fun-it has to RAIN. So instead we stayed inside the caravan and watched on T.V-who would have known-Horrible Histories! What else?
Later that night we went out to a small festival in view of the sea. (It was a running joke here that we might encounter tsunamis!!) For the next few hours we watched Jonny Cowling the comedian pick on the crowd and with his crazy jokes.
Luckily he didn’t pick on anybody he knew, and as my friend and her family had been coming to his performances for years, he left us out of it. (PHEW!) But we did get to meet him at the end of his show, and also luckily stayed clear of the mosh pit. At first we were on the crazy side of the room (well it was a Beer Festival), and one lady very nearly fell on top us!! To get a better view they were standing on the flimsy wooden benches, and with spilling beers in their hand, this was a recipe for a wet disaster.
Padstow-time to spend some money! I had been told (like a million times!) by my friend that there are TONS of little stalls with all sorts of nick-knacks in them. However, it was mostly just the cliché modern Surfer Shops, filled with designer rubbish now. (No offence to anyone! I just don’t like that sort of stuff.) She was right! More about the second thing, but I still found plenty of little (but awesome) things to whittle away at my £30 spending money. Here are just two of the things….
A blind sand snake. Well, not blind, just eyeless. (Is there a word for that….?) In a place called the “Shell Shop” along with treasure chests made of shells (duh), handmade beach related signs, they had a basket of sand animals for 50p. I soon began shovelling around, as at home I had a big collection of all sorts of amphibians, reptiles and other, cool crazy creatures. I soon came across a green snake that looked similar to all the others.
The poor thing had no eyes!! I knew at first I had to buy it/him. Whatever. I’m glad I did, although I enjoyed freaking everyone else out. 🙂
Yes-another Voo-Doo!! I just had to. In a small toy shop I was pointed to a box full of them. Some them I already had, but this one caught my eye most of all. I think you can see why. I haven’t got a name for that one yet…can you give me a few ideas?? Thanks. 🙂
I brought lots of other things, presents for other people, postcards, blah blah blah. You know, the sort of souvenir stuff tourists like me always buy.
One of the best parts of Cornwall is (if the weather is on your side, that is!)…the beach!! 😀 We stomped all the way there, down the sandy slope and lay down on the sprinkled golden sand in the “sun”. Of course, we began with sand castles. But I got distracted and ended up digging a MASSIVE hole. I got pretty deep, but I left it for two minutes, and by the time I came back, some kids had already jumped in it. Brilliant. Off to the sea then.
It was something like, 14 degrees that day, so the sea was really cold. The waves were a disappointment to, but they decided to surprise us when we all crowded in for a photo. WHOOOSS!!!! We were all blown off our feet, but I was still laughing under the frothy water.
Once I was too cold, we walked around to the “Secret Cove” (that’s what I called it). We had to keep an eye on the tide though! I also explored the seemingly endless caves, but not too far, as it was way too dark, and a little sinister. If only I had brought a torch-I would have gone further!
Who’s been to Tintagel? Any dragon-lover like me should! I’m not an expert on its history, but I know it is where the legend of King Arthur is based on. There are hundreds (okay not hundreds, but lots) of shops where artists draw amazing pictures of dragons and other wonderful mythical creatures. One shop I especially loved was: ”Another Green World”.
I wanted to OWN that shop!! Here’s an example of their incredible work….
I brought that picture. I’m glad I did, as I’m going to frame it in my room. I may think my dragon pictures are cool, but I’ll never beat these ones!
Along with artwork, models, legends and caves (I went to Merlin’s cave, with my friend waiting on the bridge anxiously for me, not daring to come any closer to the angry sea!) there’s also the softer, happier side of it all. Tintagel’s fluffy toy dragons of course! 😀
Meet Fossils, my new dragon. Epical, isn’t she? 🙂 Overall, with all the brilliant things I saw, brought and experienced, I think Tintagel was my favourite day that week.
But I’m still only half way through yet….
This was the day that we all realised our fun was nearly up. So today we headed to Newquay to spend some more cash. Hooray! Apparently this was more Surfer Shops, but plenty of good ones to. For example I got….
There I brought some more presents and enjoyed a nice salty helping of Fish’n’Chips. Well, mainly just the chips. Okay-all chips, but it was still all deliciously scrummy.
The woman behind the counter was super busy, charging around everywhere, serving people, taking their orders, as she didn’t have much help with her. But she still managed a small chit-chat with us, laughing and joking cheerily. She was really friendly, and made superb chips as well!
I loved Newquay, even if the seagulls eyed up my chips, and sometimes made a dive for them….But they always missed!!
Soon after we got back from Newquay, some of us went for a cliff-side walk. Up there, the wind was like whips, lashing our faces and sending our hair flying. The view stared up at us, as if waiting for us to tumble in, and for the rolling ways to sweep us up in their frothy depths. The wildlife also eyed us suspiciously. The “innocent” sheep and their bleating lambs may have been just baa-ing…or they could have been terrible insults in sheep language. 😮 No one knows.
There was also plenty of swooping birds, dancing in the sky; we may have seen a Kite! But we know for sure some birds definitely posed brilliantly for us.
We had plenty of awesome photos, one of us sitting on a bench, the sea behind us, our hair flying around like crazy! It was fun-but cold. Very.
One more visit to the beach today. The sea was f-r-e-e-z-i-n-g, so we spent most of our time messing about the sand-dunes. That warmed us up!
We also spent the day packing our bags as that day we had to leave. However most of the day was spent on the beach-we had to make the most of it.
Time to leave! 😦 But first, we had one last trip to Padstow…this time-on a speedboat!
No, we didn’t drive there on a speedboat, but we went for a drive on one…The Sea Fury. I have never been on any sort of speedy boat before, so when we flew at full speed, bouncing across the waves, our hair exploding around us like waving halos, I was shocked. However, the grins on our faces in the photos said it all. Our holiday had been beyond Epical…even if the weather hadn’t always been on side.