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Travel Blogs from Plymouth
Off to Heathrow for a flight down south
12:15 finds me in the back of my favourite step daughters car en route for Heathrow, about now we should have been boarding the train but what with the weather and all that, trains seem even more unreliable than ever, so here we are. It comes to something when the biggest concern with a trip to Rwanda, is getting out of the West Country. Arrived at Heathrow in plenty of time even though we had to stop for fuel for the car, then fuel for the driver (Krispy Kreme donuts). ...
Back home again
... was quick, the luggage waiting for us (very impressive) and we just straight onto the Heathrow Express. This got us nicely into paddington to connect with the 1806 so we were back in Home by 2130 tired but glad we had made that train as the next we 2 hours later.
All in all a fantastic holiday which went like clockwork and we both enjoyed every second. Thanks for everyone who commented, we read them with great interest and the odd laff.
The ...
Picture Perfect Polperro
... it for ‘next time’. . . . back into the GBHS . . . and off to the resort town of Penzance. Not the weather to be visiting a resort town but we could see through the grey that this is a nice place to spend some time – not the town centre which is filled with, well, shops. The real highlight of this visit though was Penlee House (gallery, museum, gardens). Someone on a forum somewhere described this as the best regional gallery in England. We can ...
Return to Moretonhampstead
... under the strict control of The Verger, the bar bill was kept below the national debt (just!).
Richard, still the Golf Pro, greeted us like the prodigal golfers we now are and even took the trouble to come to wave us off home. The golf course, while Mickey Mouse to purists, still offered holes which were near impossible to par let alone birdie, but also the road holes which allowed those who could hit a straight ball (not many of those with us) to score. And ...
Home Again
Friday 28th September
Journey's end for me, arrived about 2pm after being mete at the Airport by my wife and Marion a friend who drove the car as my wife don't drive any further than Exeter.
It was a short and expensive trip to the South of France but enjoyable and one of those things you have to put down to experience.
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