Drive to Cornwall.
Last week we went to the furthest South,
The journey alone made me dry in my mouth.
We hit the road and began our drive,
Racking up the hours four, then five.
By six we’d hit the town of Looe.
A delightful village with sea bright blue.
We drove to our campsite and checked ourselves in,
Then found our caravan where we stood with a grin.
We opened the door where we was met with a gleam,
The grins we had all turned to a beam.
Happy and smiling with our home for the week,
We unpacked all our bags and went for a peek.
We toured the site then grabbed some food.
The nacho’s we ordered further lightened our mood.
Tired by our journey we headed home to rest,
Just a takeaway pizza before we hit our nest. (Literally a nest. A nest made from our screwed up clothes, chargers, a few hair tools and a kitchen sink.)
Day two, well rested, all sparkly and new,
We’d already decided what we wanted to do.
We got ourselves ready and hit the road,
The village of Polperro where the traffic slowed. (To a halt.)
Tourists and trams strolling through dainty lanes,
A tiny quaint village so beautifully remains.
We wandered the cobbles and watched the stream.
We browsed the village and tested ice cream.
We stood at the harbour and watched in ore;
The cottages, boats and nick nack store.
Hot Cornish Pasties were next on our list,
Warm and flakey, not one to be missed.
Polperro was stunning and I highly recommend,
It is only small though, so just a weekend.
Our second day in Cornwall the sun didn’t shine.
We didn’t let it bother us, we was just fine.
We boarded a boat and went to the town of Fowey, (pronounced Foix/Foy.)
Certain the day would bring us some joy.
Is absolutely poured and we got soaked through,
We carried on walking and taking in the view.
A highstreet full of old town shops;
Buckets, spades and beach flip flops.
As the rain poured we ran to the car.
Never did I remember parking so far. (I’m not kidding you, about 2 mile UP hill.)
Swimming was all we could think to do.
We had a quick lunch and finished our brew.
The afternoon started and ended in the pool;
Laughing, joking and our own swimming school.
Day three we visited the beach for the day;
Splashing, sand building and all having a play.
Luckily the day proved the most sunny.
We enjoyed our picnic and saved some money.
The Eden project was booked for day four.
We literally stood and watched people soar.
A zip wire goes across the site,
A sixty mile per hour scary flight.
The Biomes we’re our favourite bit,
Each one proved to be a big hit.
The Mediterranean is the smallest of two,
With scents of South Africa and a warm glowing hue.
Between the vines you follow enchanting trails,
Winding mosaic paths which tell some tales.
Sweet aromas and bright vibrant flowers,
A pleasant way to pass a few hours.
The Rainforest was everything I thought it would be,
Stunning and Inspiring whilst towering over me.
A huge indoor jungle with tropical creatures,
A waterfall, and rope Bridge are some of the features.
Huge banana bunches swinging in trees,
Pineapples sprouting and birds roaming free.
At the end the day we roamed outside,
Allotments and gardens filled with love and pride.
Aside of the fun and laughter I had,
I learnt a lot too which can’t be bad.
I highly recommend Eden for a day,
It was lots of fun and worth how much you pay. (It’s quite costly.)
Sunday, I can’t tell you how much it poured.
We sat in our caravan cold and bored.
The evening, fed up and sick of the day,
We went to the clubhouse to dance and sway.
The last day on tour we (I) I wanted a cream tea.
To my delight I found them down by the sea.
Wrapped up warm and sipping a brew,
Scoffing my face and admiring the view.
My holiday ended on the highest note,
Mouth full of cream and a belly with a bloat.