Earlier this year I stumbled upon a blogpost titled >>I lost my heart in Cornwall<< somewhere on the internet and thought, even though I had never been to Cornwall before, I totally get it. You see, I’ll take rugged cliffs and a chopy sea over sunny beaches and palm trees anyday (that’s not to say that I’d mind a trip to Bora Bora, though) and Cornwall, or from what I’ve seen England in general, has more than enough of those.
When I mentioned the dream of visitng Cornwall in passing to a friend, a few weeks ago, the whole thing turned from dream into plan pretty much instantly and so it came about that I boarded a plane towards the UK within a few short weeks, at the beginning of August.
Writing this post took me awhile, not because I didn’t know what to say, but mostly because I couldn’t find any pictures that actually did that place justice! At the risk of sounding corny, no picture can accurately show you how insanely beautyfull Cornwall or generally the southwest coast of England is. You’ll just have to board a plane and go see for yourself. But in the meantime, here are a few impressions that should give you a vague idea of what I’m talking about.