The Sea
I never tire of gazing at the waves crashing on the rocks. It's my favorite kind of scenery.
St Michael's Mount, a monastery perched at the top of a cliff, could be reached either via walking across a causeway during low tide, or a ferry. Being adventurous, we were determined to walk across the waters and climbed a steep ascent to capture a view to die for. My only gripe was that the waters didn't quite cover the stone causeway - it'll be so much fun to wet my feet just a little! :)
Up a steep climb and watched the sea crashing on the rocks at the top of the monastery. As the storm clouds rolled in and a light drizzle came down, getting here was truly a culmination of a dream. All those pictures and postcards that I've seen about walking the causeway and reaching this lonely castle perched at the top of a cliff - it's come true. I so wanted to do it the last time, but am so glad I could do it now.
The Minack Theatre where you could watch a play in an amphitheatre that's hewn out of the cliff, while watching the sea battering the coast, is breathtaking, to say the least. A scenic bus journey, where the bus goes down winding country lanes and peaceful sheep and cattle grazing in the fields is marvellous. The driver has a way of kicking the bus into the right gear when it's time for the bus to climb the steep inclines.
With the breeze in my hair and the wind howling in my ears, it's the perfect backdrop for murderous Shakespearean plays. :)
Kathy's cats are really fat. Despite their bulk, Siok Ai found out that they could dash off fast when she attempted to stroke them. Any breakfast, other than the full English breakfast, is much welcomed. We had enough of greasy fried bread and salty bacon.
And who is this mysterious resident Jack? Whom we never see visiting the loo, nor eating breakfast? Whom Kathy referred to us as "her only guests", even though he takes a room here? If we are her only guests, is he a friend, family, foe or lover?!
The plot thickens.
St Michael's Mount, a monastery perched at the top of a cliff, could be reached either via walking across a causeway during low tide, or a ferry. Being adventurous, we were determined to walk across the waters and climbed a steep ascent to capture a view to die for. My only gripe was that the waters didn't quite cover the stone causeway - it'll be so much fun to wet my feet just a little! :)
Up a steep climb and watched the sea crashing on the rocks at the top of the monastery. As the storm clouds rolled in and a light drizzle came down, getting here was truly a culmination of a dream. All those pictures and postcards that I've seen about walking the causeway and reaching this lonely castle perched at the top of a cliff - it's come true. I so wanted to do it the last time, but am so glad I could do it now.
The Minack Theatre where you could watch a play in an amphitheatre that's hewn out of the cliff, while watching the sea battering the coast, is breathtaking, to say the least. A scenic bus journey, where the bus goes down winding country lanes and peaceful sheep and cattle grazing in the fields is marvellous. The driver has a way of kicking the bus into the right gear when it's time for the bus to climb the steep inclines.
With the breeze in my hair and the wind howling in my ears, it's the perfect backdrop for murderous Shakespearean plays. :)
Kathy's cats are really fat. Despite their bulk, Siok Ai found out that they could dash off fast when she attempted to stroke them. Any breakfast, other than the full English breakfast, is much welcomed. We had enough of greasy fried bread and salty bacon.
And who is this mysterious resident Jack? Whom we never see visiting the loo, nor eating breakfast? Whom Kathy referred to us as "her only guests", even though he takes a room here? If we are her only guests, is he a friend, family, foe or lover?!
The plot thickens.
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