I was up at about 8.45 and ventured downstairs to make some breakfast. There wasn't a soul in sight as they were probably sleeping off the excesses of the night before. I made my tea and toasted some unfrozen (not frozen) Tescos potato cakes. With margarine on them they were pretty awful, but I kept the rest of the packet.
As Tim the boss guy was nowhere in sight, I decided to take advantage of the glorious morning and take some non-bleak photos of Torquay. I walked down to town, onto the pier and around the garden. It was just beautiful, and out of the wind, the sun on the back of my head was positively warm.
I went back up to the backpackers, but since Tim had still not surfaced, one of the residents told me where to leave my bedclothes, the key, and my luggage for a few hours.
I walked back to the mall to the bus stop and got the next bus to Brixham via Paignton. I ended up with a day ticket as it was cheaper and the trip around the coast, past the zoo, the town of Paignton, and into Brixham, was really lovely. I got off in the town of Brixham and walked to the harbour. There was a lovely tall ship and lots of fishing boats and very quaint shops. I went around the corner up the main shopping mall and walked in exactly the wrong direction for the pier and the beach. I went back to the harbour, bought fish and chips, and walked in the right direction. The walk above the water was lovely, and I stopped on the pier to eat my fish and chips and to protect them from the evil, marauding uber-shitehawks.
I kept going around to Berry Head and passed the Berry Head Hotel (beautiful). I walked part of the South West Coast path, but didn't go all the way out to the end as I was conscious of the time. I walked back on the other side of the head past houses to the bus station, and headed back on the top deck of the bus to Torquay. It was a more meandering route so I saw a lot more houses and colleges and things. There are some amazing, dramatic deep-green slopes around Brixham - just lovely.
Back in Torquay I retrieved my luggage from the backpackers in Abbey Road and walked down to the bus stops outside Debenhams to find a bus to Totnes. I wanted to do this because Totnes was covered in my daily ticket price. I asked another driver and had to wait about half an hour for the next Totnes bus. I got on and then got stuck in a good traffic jam between Torquay and Paignton. We got to Totnes not long after 6 and I waited there for the next Plymouth bus at 6.20. Anne called and I told her I'd be in Plymouth at 7.30.
The bus ride would have been beautiful, skirting Dartmoor, only it was too dark to see the scenery. I arrived at Plymouth bus station at 7.25 and waited for Anne at the taxi rank. We found each other and she drove me to Lower Compton Road. It was such a luxury to be driven in a car and it was lovely to see her again.
Steve was there and so I finally got to meet him. He had cooked some wonderful quiches and so we had them with salad. We chatted and watched TV. Steve went home and Anne and I went to bed. It was probably about 11pm.
As Tim the boss guy was nowhere in sight, I decided to take advantage of the glorious morning and take some non-bleak photos of Torquay. I walked down to town, onto the pier and around the garden. It was just beautiful, and out of the wind, the sun on the back of my head was positively warm.
I went back up to the backpackers, but since Tim had still not surfaced, one of the residents told me where to leave my bedclothes, the key, and my luggage for a few hours.
I walked back to the mall to the bus stop and got the next bus to Brixham via Paignton. I ended up with a day ticket as it was cheaper and the trip around the coast, past the zoo, the town of Paignton, and into Brixham, was really lovely. I got off in the town of Brixham and walked to the harbour. There was a lovely tall ship and lots of fishing boats and very quaint shops. I went around the corner up the main shopping mall and walked in exactly the wrong direction for the pier and the beach. I went back to the harbour, bought fish and chips, and walked in the right direction. The walk above the water was lovely, and I stopped on the pier to eat my fish and chips and to protect them from the evil, marauding uber-shitehawks.
I kept going around to Berry Head and passed the Berry Head Hotel (beautiful). I walked part of the South West Coast path, but didn't go all the way out to the end as I was conscious of the time. I walked back on the other side of the head past houses to the bus station, and headed back on the top deck of the bus to Torquay. It was a more meandering route so I saw a lot more houses and colleges and things. There are some amazing, dramatic deep-green slopes around Brixham - just lovely.
Back in Torquay I retrieved my luggage from the backpackers in Abbey Road and walked down to the bus stops outside Debenhams to find a bus to Totnes. I wanted to do this because Totnes was covered in my daily ticket price. I asked another driver and had to wait about half an hour for the next Totnes bus. I got on and then got stuck in a good traffic jam between Torquay and Paignton. We got to Totnes not long after 6 and I waited there for the next Plymouth bus at 6.20. Anne called and I told her I'd be in Plymouth at 7.30.
The bus ride would have been beautiful, skirting Dartmoor, only it was too dark to see the scenery. I arrived at Plymouth bus station at 7.25 and waited for Anne at the taxi rank. We found each other and she drove me to Lower Compton Road. It was such a luxury to be driven in a car and it was lovely to see her again.
Steve was there and so I finally got to meet him. He had cooked some wonderful quiches and so we had them with salad. We chatted and watched TV. Steve went home and Anne and I went to bed. It was probably about 11pm.
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