The longest night.....

The longest night turned into a long day, but at the end of the journey was paradise. Let me start at the beginning.,,

You know about the lovely day we had yesterday, so I don't need to go over all that.  After a great dinner at the George and Pilgrim, we went back to the room and got our packing done for the trip to Marazion today.  Little did we know that events would conspire against us, and sleep would prove impossible.  The characters of Glastonbury were out in full force last night because a) it was Friday night, b) England beat Fiji in the Rugby World Cup, and c) because drunks will always congregate underneath your window at 4 am when you are trying to sleep.

St Michael's Mount and Chapel Rock

Needless to say, we went down to breakfast a bit bleary-eyed, said goodbye to Millie the calico cat, and George, the cook, then met Sue, from Mum's Taxi for the ride to Castle Clary station.  A very, very long train ride ensued. Some of it pleasant, some of it seasoned with the melodic sounds of babies wailing. Regardless, we made to Penzance, grabbed a taxi, and made it to our apartment, where we met our landlord, got a run down of the whys and wherefores, and then made our way to the nearest pub. Yes, that's right, I was ready for a pint!

Having refreshed ourselves from the journey, we made our way to the beach to have a quick look around, and then decided to have dinner at the Godolphin Arms. All I can say is "Wow". The steak was delicious, the chips (that's french fries to you Yanks) were the best ever, and for dessert I had a malt chocolate cheesecake that had to have been made by angels, because it was heavenly!

sunset on the beach

After dinner we went back down to the beach to watch a lovely sunset, and now we are settling in for what will hopefully be a very peaceful night's sleep!

Tomorrow will be a day of rest and planning for the week ahead.

Stay tuned...