If you are a fan of ‘Pride and Prejudice’, like me, you must remember this scene in the Keira Knightley’s version when Mr Darcy first and futilely proposed to Elisabeth. It was here at the Temple of Apollo.
Afterwards the offended Lizzy made her exit across the Palladian Bridge.
You may have never heard of Frome, I hadn’t, but it’s actually not very small. It has a lovely vehicle-free promenade in the town centre, dotted with crafts shops, snack bars and cafes. I generally realized how a well-designed pedestrian lane would make a difference to a place. It adds so much value to the atmosphere of everyday life.
Eden Project, St Austell
Before visiting the Eden Project, I wouldn’t connect this Grimshaw’s slightly lousy megaform with happy children. It showed itself to me as a children’s wonderland. The two groups of bubbles are two different worlds, one covers a Rainforest Biome that almost takes your breath away and the other a Mediterranean Biome which is so comfortable that you don’t want to get out back to England.
Like my gesture, Plymouth is a slightly horrible city, I have to say. We arrived in the evening with a first sight of a huge and dark car park. Then we spent the following one hour crossing roads and looking for a safe restaurant, yes safe, as there’re a mass of drunken people and a policeman at the entrance of each one we passed.
Another I-have-never-heard-of-it city. Yes, it is a ‘city’, the most southerly city in the Britain, situated at the mouth of River Truro. We took a ferry from here down to the south coast, one-hour’s journey to Falmouth.
Falmouth is a hilly coastal town, where sits the interesting Maritime Museum. Here I see how amazingly boats are made, knots are tied and paddles are carved.
A garden opens up in a maze and concludes in the sea.
A garden on a slope, with a thoughtful linkage of waters and a variety of species.
We came across a cute family-run coffee shop on our way to the art gallery ‘Exchange’. Green Bean Coffee Shop, its name, is converted from an old cottage all DIY-ed by the family members and decorated with handmade cushions. I love the pattern of the fabric! The gallery is another surprise with a mellow white lighting effect and an inspirational exhibition.
Hiking along the west coastal line from St Ives to Land’s End is a remarkable experience, especially when it was very wet and windy. But the scenery you get compensates that all. Tin mines once flourished here, now left their sand-stone walls embellishing the grass.
St Michael’s Mount, Marazion
What am I going to say about St Michael’s Mount? It is a miracle basically, with its stunning location and an incredible history. It is a lofty pyramidal island, united with the town of Marazion by a man-made granite causeway, passable only at low tide.