This summer, we were in the incredibly lucky position to have six weeks off for travel (I know). I would probably hate me too if I wasn’t so damn excited!! So, after a ton of deliberation I decided on the following itinerary – a week in each place: Portugal, Southern Spain, Croatia, Scottish Highlands, Cornwall and Rhodes.
Again, I know 🙂 It really was the summer of our lives. I am still glowing about it. Literally, I had the tan of my life! I would say it took a solid six months of planning, which I will write about in another blog post. Anyway, I would like to devote my first summer travel post to Cornwall, because, this place is my heart song. As a huge fan of Masterpiece Theatre’s Poldark, the Cornish Coast has been a destination I have been dreaming about for years, the haunting landscapes and English countryside calling to me to explore.
Wild, rugged, windswept, and heart achingly beautiful, the Cornish coast located on England’s south western tip is a magical place. Filled with sweeping cliff top vistas, crashing waves, rolling mist, turquoise waters, flower filled meadows, tiny fishing villages, and to-die-for cream teas, visiting Cornwall felt like being a part of every British novel I have ever loved. The holiday seaside town of St. Ives, filled with pirate lore and full to bursting with English charm was the perfect home base. I would visit every year if I could, and will most likely never get over longing for it. Some places have a way of working themselves into your soul, calling to you through the distances, in your dreams. Cornwall is one of these places.