Only two days after my parents arrived, we whisked them away on a nearly week-long trip to Cornwall and Devon. Our main destination: Penzance. Yes, that’s the same Penzance made famous by the pirates of Gilbert and Sullivan. (Incidentally, we didn’t see any real pirates while we were in Cornwall.)
We spent a day on the train, first from Whitstable to London Victoria, then our first time on the tube with the kids to Paddington Station, and then from Paddington to Penzance. The tube trip was a bit harried, but not too bad and we all made it in one piece. Bradley carried our suitcase and the super stroller, folded up. We took the train as far west as it goes. Penzance is the end of the line.
We stayed in a place called Sea View Cottage, just up about a block from the old harbour, where there are still working shipyards. The cottage was quite old, belonging at one time to an 18th-century harbour master named Mr. Matthews. The current owner informed us that Mr. Matthews still has a rocker downstairs and is seen from time to time rocking in his chair cheerfully. We never met him.
Penzance is a quaint and charming town, if a bit salty, and we had excellent views from our cottage. We could even see St. Michael’s Mount from our balcony and from the top floor.
This is what we saw the morning after we arrived (all taken from our cottage):
This is the Scillonian III, which was in dry dock being repaired just down the hill from our cottage. It is the ferry that takes foot passengers to the Scilly Isles, just off the tip of Lands End.
The end of the line.