The Brookdale Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
- Continental Breakfast
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... for the night. I’d seen “Snoozeboxes” at Edinburgh airport but didn’t know that we’d be staying I one here. Basically, shipping containers are converted into three different pods for people to spend the night in. Our tiny space fit a double bed, two bunks, a bathroom, wardrobes and a TV…it was incredible, and as the wind and rain howled outside, we were as snug as no bedbugs in a rug!!!
The next morning we grabbed a coffee in ...
... hedge fences and rolling countryside, and quite a few rivers to cross along the way, spilling onto the Atlantic at Portsmouth, Exmouth, Plymouth and Dartmouth among others.
Cornwall has its own language; a Gaelic tongue, but not Irish, Welsh or Scottish. Can't wait to try a proper Cornish Pasty.
We pass through Looe, Catchfrench, ...
A bit of a blah day but only because I suffered from heart burn half the night and was a bit washed out in the morning. A day to do the washing and pack our bags. We still managed to fit in a bike ride up to Silbyback Lake and back to blow out the cobwebs. It's about an hours ride and the wind went right through you. It was very pretty but so cold. Kerry did the honours and cooked dinner for everyone ...
... a unique shop Anton found and four hours passed in a blink. On the way back we took a different route to see Saint Michel but it was shrouded in mist and the tide was in so we couldn't have walked out to it anyway. Jane, Anton and co had to go out for a birthday so Kerry and Jane played Brownie and I in Euchre and overall Brownie and I got the better of them. Another great day in ...
We woke to a misty morning and debated whether or not a walk on the coast was worth while as it was pea soup outside. We couldn't sit around doing nothing so off we went in two cars and I followed Anton down the narrow lanes holding my breath round each blind corner. I figured he could be my bumper bar. We arrived in Talland and ...