Mum
decided to drive this morning which was odd, as she rarely drives on holiday.
We arrived at a place called Lands’ End and, we seemed to be the only people
there. Dad paid, what he called, the extortionate parking charge and we went
into a type of theme park. I could hear my mum and dad describing this place as
‘tacky’ and ‘not in keeping with its scenic surroundings’. I concurred. I
discovered that this was Great Britain’s most western point and, it looked like
the developers relied on that fact to try and squeezed every penny out of
everyone who visited. I had my photo taken next to the ‘Lands’ End sign’ before
we went for a little walk around the coastal path. My mum found a telescope
that, if you paid a pound, it gave information in Japanese. My mum and dad
bought some souvenirs alongside my holiday present; a stuffed seagull. We left
45 minutes after arriving. Just before we did, both mum and dad went to the
toilet and dad came back shocked. He stated that they must have been the
cleanest toilets in the land!
We
didn’t drive far enough for me to fall asleep. Dad took over and we went around
the coast for a bit, up a very narrow road, and to something called the Minack
Theatre.
You
couldn’t see the theatre from the carpark therefore, you have to pay £10 per
person just to see the place. As I am always free, I was about to stroll into
the place however, the lady behind the counter stated that I was half fare! I
am only 3 … I am not going to remember it! Still dad paid £25 for us all to
have a look.
We
had been done like a kipper! Sure, the theatre was stunning; stone steps led
down the hillside to a theatre that overlooked the sea. The stage was quite
small however, there were other places the actors could position themselves.
The view of the sea, coastline and beaches were all stunning however, for £25,
there wasn’t a lot to look at and I would have preferred some chocolate
instead. Though it wasn’t raining, it was very windy. I found the steps quite
large and scary. Fortunately, mum stopped with me partway down. We sat on a
stone seat while dad went to have a proper look around. Dad came back and mum then
went off to have a look around. While I waited, I was allowed to eat as many
snacks as I liked … which I was very happy about. I ate tonnes of raisins,
cheese and chocolate biscuits. We must have been there no longer than an hour.
We had battled the winds and managed to get back to the carpark. I gave the
sales assistant a stern look as if to say “half your prices” and we headed off.
Once
again, we didn’t drive far. This time we headed to Sainsburys in Penzance. I
hate food shopping. Still, it did mean that we were out of the wind so, on this
occasion, I didn’t mind too much. We first of all had lunch in Sainsbury’s
restaurant before we did some food shopping. Finally, dad filled up with petrol
before he headed south. As this southern journey was close to an hour. I
decided to take a short sleep.
I
must have been really tired because, when dad drove into Lizard point’s carpark,
I was still fast asleep. Lizard point is the most southern point in Great
Britain and, my parents let me sleep through it! Yes indeed. As I slept, both
my mum and dad took it in turns to visit Britain’s most southern point. As we
drove away, I awoke to hear my dad describe the point as extremely beautiful.
Both my parents did say that it was very windy (so much so, it was a little
scary near the cliff edges) but I didn’t care. I frowned because I hadn’t
seen one of our tourist attractions.
The
day was drawing to close however, we still had time for a little more
sightseeing. Dad drove to St Ives and parked in a carpark at the top of a huge
hill, quite far away from town. He found out that the last bus back to the
carpark left in an hour and 15 minutes. We all therefore walked down the steep
paths into the town of St Ives knowing that, if we wanted to catch the last
bus, we only had an hour.
St
Ives was very pretty. There were quite a few small cobbled streets with some
interesting shops. Mum bought me a book but I need to forget about it as its
for Christmas. We then went to St Ives beach and I really enjoyed playing in
the sand as the sun went down. My mum and dad then made a decision. They
decided not to get the last bus back to the car park. Instead, we would head
into a fish restaurant overlooking St Ives’ Bay. My mum had wanted to try some
of Cornwall’s famous fish dishes. I looked at what my parents ordered and,
though it looked like chips, it was actually squid. Fortunately, they ordered
me a sausage which was delicious. I would say that it was the most delicious
sausage I had eaten ever. My mum and dad, seeing my delight, ordered me another
sausage. This made up for missing Lizard Point.
We
had enjoyed our restaurant experience. Night had fallen, and so it was time to
head back to the car. Dad had plotted a route which would take in the part of
St Ives we hadn’t seen yet though, I bet he wished he hadn’t. Though we went
past St Ives’ art gallery, dad then had to push me up one of the biggest hills
I had ever seen. It was so difficult that my dad was out of breath at the top
and had to sit down … maybe I shouldn’t have eaten so many snacks.
It
wouldn’t have been so bad if that was the only hill dad had to push me up
however, St Ives is very hilly and we went up and down for ages. It took
forever to get back to the car! Once back the time was around 7pm. Dad was knackered.
He paid for the parking and drove back to our caravan park which, thankfully,
was only 20 minutes away.
Once
back we all didn’t stay up long. It had been a very long day with many stops. I
went to sleep happy. I had seen loads, had a lovely sausage and got a new
stuffed toy. I wondered what tomorrow will bring.
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