Brent and Lynn

Wednesday, Aug 29

 

Ate breakfast at the B&B.  Here is the lovely family who "saved" our trip,

and fed us breakfast.

A "full English breakfast," consists of chips (fat french fries) or hash browns (usually patties), sausage and bacon, egg (not turned, but the whites were done), fried tomatoes, and beans.  And you could have toast if you wanted.  All English food is greasy.  The first time I (Lynn) ate the full English breakfast (well, I didn't even eat all of it) I had an upset stomach from all the grease.

I was afraid I'd be two sizes bigger when I came home, but I got used to it and we walked it all off, I guess.

They also often have fruit compote and yogurt as well as chutney or preserves for the toast.  Everyone was shocked when we didn't order coffee or tea!

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When we left the B&B it was raining, but when we reached Teignmouth, on the coast, 

it was absolutely pouring, so we didn't stay long.

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This picture of the sea and coastline was taken from a pullout on the drive between 

Paighnton and Cockington.

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Cockington is one of my favorite places in England.  I really love the quaint atmosphere in this setting.  Lynn feels the same.  The thatched roof homes, the manor surrounded with spacious lawn, the gardens, blacksmith shop, just everything.  It's a tourist area, but it doesn't seem as busy. 

  

If you drive through the other end of Cockington, you come to a very narrow road up a hill.  If you happen to be the first going up, then the other car coming down has to wait.  

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Close to Cockington is the flat (apartment) where I lived while serving in my second area on my mission.  We walked around to find it and I think we found it.  This is the front of the place.  Elders actually had to walk to the back of the building to gain access to our flat.  

Next, Lynn and I went to where I had lived in my first flat.  We lived on the second floor facing the back yard.  We were able to see the train track and beyond that a short way was the beach.  My trainers were district leaders.   My first companion was trunky and went home a month later.  Shortly afterward I was moved to the place above

(not because I was naughty--I was needed to help with a companionship).

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Some of my children may remember me telling them this story:

When I was in Paighnton we had a couple of elders stay with us overnight in preparation for P-day the next day.  Since Elders are not to swim, we decided to run from one set of stairs to the next set of stairs to see if we could make it before the waves hit us.  Well, this is the very place we did it and I had Lynn demonstrate the fun.  My voice is thanking a passerby for picking up Lynn's jacket because it was windy.  Lynn got wet just about as much as I did. The next morning our slacks had a ring of white sea salt on them.

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From there we headed to Dartmouth Castle.  The castle was actually closed for touring, but we took pictures of the castle and coastline.  It is a beautiful inlet.

  

This castle was constructed to protect the villages upstream.  Ships coming up the river would be met with canons that could easily demolish them.  Also on this site is a church.

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It was getting late in the afternoon.  We wanted to go back across the ferry and see Stoke Gabriel, but because of festivities in Dartmouth they had closed the ferry and we didn't want to wait until morning.  We wanted to be on our way to Wales so we wouldn't have such a big day the next day.  We found this motel in Exeter after stopping at three motels and finding them booked or costly.  Once again we had the humorous experience (well, now it's humorous) of going around in a 3 block circle trying to find a location.  MapQuest lets you try it a few times and then says, "Would you prefer walking instructions?  Your destination is within walking distance."

Our apartment was on the "first floor," yet we had to walk up two sets of stairs.  Explain that one to me.  It was the same at every motel we stayed in England.