Day 1 - Arrival in London and on to Cornwall.

I arrived in London early after a good flight from JFK. Caught an earlier bus than planned, and the arrival time in Exeter was convenient for Daphne to meet me there. A very comfy four hour ride, time to wind down, have a snooze and be ready to start the adventure!
Exeter was my home for three years in the 80s when I brought the boys to get some English education. I was fortunate to get a peripatetic cello teaching position with four
private schools and Exeter College. I also played a lot and thoroughly enjoyed it all.
After spending too much time trying to get a SIM card for my iPhone, which we finally did, (I have never seen so many phone shops in one place) we drove to Jacobstow where Daphne's sister lived. Crit was in the throes of moving, but had made us a wonderful cream tea, everything homemade, except the cream which came from the a nearby farm. A truly memorable beginning to a Cornish holiday! We then drove on to St. Ives where Daphne had booked us in to the Regent Hotel, run by a former employee of her father. I had a wonderful view of the Harbour from my bedroom.

Being June, daylight stretched to well after 9pm, so although it was late, after getting settled in our rooms, we went for a walk through the town and onto the harbour, where we found a little café open on the harbour waterfront. Most eating places were closed, pubs stop serving food after 8:30pm or so. The Italian dishes looked good, and mine, Pasta Carbonora, was delicious. Huge portion.
Wonderful to breathe in the sea air and to hear the screaming gulls once again.