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29 Nov 2006 The week I was in Plymouth

[Misc] Last week my girlfriend and I had ourselves a week off work to go on holiday. The exotic location we decided to go to was in the south of England, to sunny Plymouth, a few hours drive away from my house. Well it wasn't really sunny. In fact it rained most of the time we were there. That's Cornish weather for ya.

But despite the rains we had a really good, chilled-out time.

We stayed in a little cottage place in a village just outside of Plymouth. The house was great, so nice and cosy. The kind of place you just want to lounge around on those sleepy days and not do much, especially in front of the log fire. So it was ok that it rained most of the time. The only real complaint about the place was the parking. It was like trying to slide in between two round people at the supermarket, only their flesh is not soft but more like jagged rocks that'll scratch your paintwork if you mess up. The danger was there almost every day. Very cramped indeed.

A lot of time was spent lounging around the house but we did get to do other things. We saw friends in Plymouth and I was shown around the shopping centre and The Barbican, the older part of the city near the coast filled with trinket shops and other oddities. The whole place reminded me of Southsea in Portsmouth, only more posh and smarter.

I also did something that I don't do very often; I walked around the area. We set off on mini-hike around the area to take in the country atmosphere, as well as the rocky beaches nearby. I was even given a cheap pair of wellies for my feet by my girlfriend, so I could stomp around in the mud. Which I did.

I felt like how I looked; dashing.

On the day before the day we had to return home we went to our last destination; The Eden Project in Cornwall. It's essentially a huge garden in an old expired clay mine area in Cornwall with a couple of bio-domes that contain more exotic plants from place like the tropics and the Mediterranean. Again the weather was rainy and miserable but it didn't dampen our experience one bit. It was a shame there were no animals save for a few robins that managed to get into the domes but I guess the focus is plants so it's to be expected. Despite my initial reservations I ended up enjoying the whole experience, being around nature (in an artificial way). Even after I learnt another interesting fact about myself when I was skating around the ice rink:

I can't skate very well.

In fact it took me 40 minutes, the entire session, for me to actually do baby-steps (or is it baby-skates) around the ice rink rather than flaying my arms around like it was going out of style, gripping on the edge for dear life, and generally causing a traffic jam.

The last day came and we had to drive home, but not until we stop by some tourist traps, namely the Otters and Butterfly sanctuary and the House of Marbles.

So that was my week off.

Posted at: 22:46 PM

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