Marvelous Cornwall!

EasyJet flight to Gatwick (though it would be much better on a Ryanair Bristol). Car Km persorsi 1350. Budget about € 600 a head. Very relaxing holiday in beautiful places. Temperatures between 14 and 20 degrees, with frequent but brief squalls. Stunning scenery, Guest Houses nights in a climate very "british". Locals available even if very little smiling. Unico neo: dishes and cooking in general quite depressing. Recommended for anyone who wants to "switch off" for a few days and recharge between cliffs, ruined castles, cathedrals and mysticism.

 

Tintàgel between fiction and reality

My journey begins from this place very attractive. Tintagel is a collection of delicious but few houses in typical English style built very close to the cliff. It does not matter whether or not to believe the legend of King Arthur, this part of Cornwall will leave you a pleasant memory, given the mysticism that prevails in these parts. I slept with Bosayne Guest House with views. Excellent accommodation. Pity for the horrible artifact in the shape of a castle (?) That was recently built on the cliff and that deforms the view: it is a hotel. However, the visit to the ruins of the medieval castle is really nice. I advise you not to take direct Turist Road starting from the center of the village, but to point to the "artifact" passing on the right side of the ocean management. Do a half hour walk along the magnificent cliffs. The ruins of the castle will appear in all their beauty after a few minutes. After visiting, if you find the coincidence of low tide, get off the beach where you will find the cave of Mago Merlino and a beautiful cascade of water. It's like a trip back in time. Recovered in the village by the Tourist Road not miss a visit to the few but supplied the shops that sell souvenirs and traditional sweets some very stuzzichevoli ...! Finally, after a bevutina to Cornishman Inn, a very nice pub and very british, have spent a very pleasant half-day and you're ready to move towards the next destination.

St.Ives, for me the English' Alassio

St.Ives is truly a beautiful city. I was privileged to visit in a beautiful sunny day. This place is one of the most popular holiday destinations for British coastal holiday. Although he was really crowded, I felt that there was none. Everything was spinning almost looked smooth table. No one screamed or behaved so annoying. All swimmers had their free space with the drop-resistant planted in the sand, the rectangular towel lying perpendicular to the shoreline, and even the classic game flush of water, were moderately invasive. Many were swimming and, of these, a good part was wearing a light wetsuit antifreddo. In fact, the temperature did not exceed 20 degrees both in the water. The few Italians I encountered were easily recognizable because (like the undersigned) wore a sweatshirt and socks into the soft sports shoes. And all of us "Mediterranean" observed these "warm" English that you know that its good-natured adjective attribute ...! Many of my group thought of themselves that day there were not very good and then had a little 'cold. No, it was not so: we enjoyed good health. Were there, the British, who were the truly daring. However St.Ives is wonderful, full of narrow streets and casings that I vaguely recall precisely Alassio. There are two large beaches of fine sand and unexpected golden. Shops and pubs at will complete the picture of this very special town. I saw many guys who sign for them is a very interesting place. Almost all'epilogo of my visit I saw a bunch of people on the platform of the pier that insistently threw water all sorts of foodstuffs. Thinking it was a banquet for local and obese pesciolotti approached me to do my part. To my great surprise I found myself in front of a magnificent specimen of marine lion in total freedom. Selly, as I have said that is called, is an goers St.Ives Bay and is respected by all and "forage" on duty. For this (and not only) the British cheer. Next stop: the sunset at Land's End ..

Land's End

NOT, I repeat is NOT permitted to visit Cornwall without going to the extreme west coast, possibly at the sunset. Unfortunately some troubled mind has been thinking of building right at the end of the street a sort of amusement park absolutely inoppurtuno in this place. You should park in a side street before you come in to stop a payment (£ 5) in which you find yourself without even realizing it. When you see a kind of door type "Stargate" and stop where you can go back. Once you left the car head for "Stargate" and, right next to the same on the right side, take a path (public foot) free to all that runs parallel to the street entrance to the park. This walkway will take you right to the cliff where enjoy one of those moments that it is impossible to forget. In my travels I have seen many beautiful sunsets, all of which I was left an indelible memory. To Land's End made me imagine the sun that falls on U.S. soil, as if there were only a few miles away between the two continents. The immensity of nature in these parts is expressed at the highest levels, the power of the sea makes you feel so small, the force of the wind whip your body is like a hug from you both snug traballo on the legs. Observing the sea to the right, and some forty miles away from the coast, there are the Scilly Islands with white beaches look almost tropical. Closer to the coast and more easily identifiable to the left is a group of rocks on which was built a lighthouse. At sunset the sun dives into the sea in the middle of these two islands coloring the sky as Monet painted his paintings. You can only imagine what may be the pathos of that moment: your senses are all working to do even a scene of this wonderful spectacle as they are drunk by the sound of the sea, by Garry seagulls, and the perfume of salt than palette of color-changing: a masterpiece that nature creates every day for you, the viewer sometimes distracted, and do it without even asking a round of applause. However in my mind a round of applause I have done for me because it really seemed to be dutiful. Now back to your well and you'll see that the only words that come forth from your mouth will be like: beautiful, beautiful ... fantastic! Lizard penynsula next step.

Lizard Peninsula... The authentic Cornwall

For more items I have heard that this part of Cornwall is the most authentic. I must admit that in some respects that is the case, especially morphologically speaking (of mysticism here is very little). CCW: Mullion Cove, Kynance Cove, Lizard Point with its beautiful lighthouse, Church Cove and Cadgwith Cove with its peculiar houses from the roof of straw. To visit all do about 20/25 km. I will focus on the first two because I have left several types of memories. Of Mullion Cove, I still remember that fabulous fresh tuna sandwich I've tasted in the Pub of the harbor. Was scream! Mullion Harbur is always a safe shelter for boats when the sea hits hard and, given the setting in which it was derived, by looking at the entry to the open sea you expect that from time to time may appear in some galleon search control. Funny that the situation is about half the pier just in the middle of your journey encounters a basket resting on the ground (I have since watched travolta seagulls ...) which contains some shells for sale but with no seller. It works like this: you take the shell and then enter the money suggested (not required) equal to 20 pences in a sort of mailbox post on the same basket. Wonder that the ethics and behavior of very genteel English tourists! Imagine what would happen, unfortunately, in other specific parts of the world (not to mention to stay friends with everyone) if you propose the same situation: you made, if you like, some assumptions .... Mullion Cove just after you reach Kynance Cove. This is one of the most beautiful reefs I've ever seen. Also the most beautiful Cliff's of Moher in Ireland. Follow the road to a free parking for cars. Then head to foot to the north (left the sea to your left) following one of the many paths to arrive at a beautiful beach of fine sand that is mixed with a sea azzzzzurro five zeta note. Everything is pretty dominated by high cliffs and covered by a tropical vegetation in appearance that in some points, almost diving into the water. I took some photos before descending on the beach trying to lighten as much as possible the colors of the landscape with the effects of my digital camera (as if there had been a very strong sun). Came home I did see some friends that are not met for some time impersonating these landscapes to those seen in a recent trip to Ko Samui in Thailand (journey that I have never done so). Well they told me that are usually lucky to be so beautiful in places but so far .... This is Cornwall, which is a mix of so many situations it is very difficult to find so harmoniously together in one place. And tomorrow I expect Polperro, another gem from this trip articulated.

Polperro, the pirates' lair

Gentlemen: Welcome to the lair of pirates! When I saw the photos on this web renowned mi "gasa" very much the idea of visiting this place as ancestral, but nothing allowed me to imagine all the way as pleasing to the eye was this place. One thing at: Polperro is a location off-limits to car traffic, it runs only on foot. When you arrive there many signs indicating this detail and invite you to leave your car in the (large and only) car park which is located at the entrance to the country. E 'un po' do you think (in August about £ 3 for 2 hours) but worth it and, above all, there are many alternatives on the position in which the village. Once you left the car head towards the only road that will lead you in the "down-town" and you will find, at the very beginning of it, a valuable and clean toilets very welcome by the Lord (and not only ...). Just in front of a small part Vespasiano electric bus with a few pounds that will accompany you to the harbor. But I advise you not to use them but to make the journey on foot (about 10 minutes and a few hundred meters) since, once past the first curve begins a triumph for all casinos and houses in seafaring style and very colorful. Later you will find some pubs and some very nice shops. In men who do not say you are in the heart of this town and fishing port small but crowded with boats of every size and type will appear in all its beauty. On the left side, a good number of houses on the hill climbs and the roads (not very much for the truth) intersect one another. On the right side of the harbor and along the sole and crowded street, you arrive on the dam forane that, in part, is self-propelled. Before you lose your gaze to observe the ocean, so close and so powerful, while the ear is caught by the noise that the boats moored at the pier with their produce roll. In this pleasant situation is not entirely selflessly seagulls that, noisy and fascinating, sometimes seem to have an unerring aim with their ... bombing. Even on the ground there are very slippery traces of their physiological actions ...! Before arriving on the dam forane will see on your right is a delightful small beach wedged between the rocks, but only if there are conditions of low tide. Conversely the waves fringed directly against the cliff. From the point where you'll find a sign that shows you a very nice coastal walk if you want to make two passes through a beautiful landscape. Polperro In one of the best attractions is undoubtedly the presence of some very special Pubs. I think seven or eight in all very nice in every way ... Eat fish and chips sitting in Tavoloni lived in these rooms are fully relished the atmosphere of this place is not strictly economic (12/15 procapite pounds for a small meal). Many also offer live music in typical pirate. There are old empty jugs of beer hung everywhere, while a significant amount of the full turn of the tables wonder ...! I recommend you dispose of well before getting behind the wheel as with the English law you risk a lot! Lost in the striking views of Polperro is very relaxing, but the visit does not commit you for a long time accomplice also the size of this village which is not remarkable. When I was looking for the different locations where to stay in Cornwall, I was able to find a seat here in Polperro: all Guest Houses were occupied. During my visit, however, I noticed that many B & B displayed the sign 'VACANCY' (or rooms) and very few exhibited with pride reverse the "NO VACANCY" (sold out). The reason is very simple: most of the Guest Houses is not that two or three rooms to offer to customers. Mine was a group of eight people and the availability was still nonexistent. If you need one or two rooms you can choose between different solutions. If you are a larger group does not hesitate to split into several structures since they are all very nice, clean and close to each other. Even the prices are not very dissimilar. Tempus fugit (Latin phrase that always haunts you during the holidays): I start towards the last leg of my journey, alias Glastonbury.

Glastonbury and its population

Leaving Glastonbury Polperro direction you cross a beautiful town called Looe. Unfortunately I have not been able to stop even a minute but it's really pretty. Definitely worth a visit. This journey of Cornwall speaks while Glastonbury.is in Somerset: could be an "off topic". However, either because it is well positioned on the way back, either because it is considered the epicenter of English mysticism, Glastonbury.deserves a visit. Abstract: as well as all the mystical schools of thought are basically two opposing explanations, (a legend if you believe your thoughts lievita light in the infinite space, if we do not believe your mind tells you that are just a bunch of ... ...) even this small town you may leave a different kind of memory depending on how you ask it. Personally, with the passing of the years I have lost part of the creative side of my mind and I tend to rationalize any situation that life presents to me. Having visitation with my children, their goodness of fantasy have a lot yet, I imagined that the legends that this city brings with it all had a fund of truth. So what I was exploring was presented to me as something magical. Glastonbury.has different situations goodies to visit the High Street, the ruins of the cathedral, the hill dominated by the medieval tower "The Tor", but the attraction more interesting from my point of view is represented by the characters you meet on the street. Discretely observing and respecting their thoughts without end in mocking giggle (as do the less educated) to see faces and figures that seem to have arrived here directly from another reality. Glastonbury.is also a haven for the "flower children" or the Hippies. I met circulating on the street a good number of those Volkswagen minibus that attention, they are not replicas but the originals are really colorful and very well preserved "buses" of sessantottini. And young drivers are not looking retro but emotions are the children of Woodstock, now elderly but vital sixties, namely those that are likely to have hands of John Lennon at Abbey Road. From the central square from the High Street, or a slightly uphill road full of shops selling anything mystical: potions, strange clothes, various publications on the subject. After the climb in the face will see on the left side of the road, two or three streets pretty hard to see as very small. Check it all and enjoy the atmosphere of the past. Here I re an old vinyl of the Beatles that I had lost my children and have found very interesting the different gadgets in the original number of celebrities and especially "Out of Range" (nicely read: out of head ..). The visit to the Thor is pleasant but challenging because you must gain the top of a high hill about 120 meters (above sea level). There is a minibus that leaves every thirty minutes from the square that opens in front of the ruins of the cathedral. But you only 500/600 meters comfortably seated above it as you lead the foot of the hill: the ascent will be your task. Morale: the mini is practically useless. There are two entrances to reach the Thor one is on the Well House LN, and the other on St. Chilkwell It is better to move from second as the ascent is more gentle and, walking by, you will very colorful characters that have the most "believers" with strange liturgies. At the top of the hill there is just this mystical tower with all her cargo of legends. There are some who paneaux tell the ancient history of the monument. Very useful benches placed inside the tower: I understand better the value once you are on top of the hill ... The visit to the ruins of the cathedral is really interesting and the money committed to the purchase of the ticket is well spent. Much less pleasant, in my view, was the visit to the "Chalice Well" a sort of mystic garden with adjoining water source known as ferrous so disgusting ... Just the time to make a few last photos and reluctantly realized that it is time to take the way back home, or the holiday has come to an end. One last tip: this town (as indeed much of the United Kingdom) is as lively as a quiet day in the evening. The cuisine of most of the pubs closed at 21:00 and then the right time for dinner is around 19:30. After 22:00 all or almost asleep.
See you at the next trip.
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