I really have to pee right now, but sometimes I just want to get things done before I leave my seat, you know?
Not much new to report for the evening, so I will just get to the trip update.
Here's another postcard:
[i]Sept. 10, 2005
Dear Rosie,
Well, T and I made it to Paignton from Cambridge via train yesterday. It was an £80 ride! It's kind of[/i] [a] [i]dumpy sleepy town. I'm definitely a city girl, but at least I'm saving money by not shopping. I don't care for this starchy carb diet, but I am really loving the Devonshire clotted cream with damson jam. I bought some jams today. We've been to the Promenade[/i] [I think that was junkie street. I don't remember now.][i] & will go to the Oldway Mansion tomorrow. Tonight, we saw Green Street. It was a cheesey, violent football hooligan movie.[/i][And someone farted during the movie. It came from somewhere behind us. I'm glad we couldn't smell it. But I smelled a lot of farts on this trip, and I don't mean mine.]
[i]TTFN, Rosie[/i]
[b]Day 10: Paignton and Torquay[/b]
Like my postcard said, T and I were going to Oldway Mansion. I forget how old it is, but it was once used as a hospital. It was owned by the guy who started the Singer sewing machines. Everywhere are these blue circular signs that mention people of signifance and that are somehow tied to the building. We couldn't go anywhere we wanted in the mansion and were limited to mostly the downstairs. The walls and ceilings were quite elaborate. We spent some time in the foyer. There were lots of tidbits of information around. Parts of the mansion are still used for performances and weddings.
It was Heritage Week or Weekend, and there were other historical places open to the public that normally weren't. One of them was Kirkham House. Parts of it had been restored, and at one point it was all marsh around the area, and they had put in cobblestones in its hallway to allow easier passage of animals. I loved all the brick. The house was pretty small. Here's an example of wonderful English signage. How do people find streets??
After touring some more of Paignton, we took the bus into Torquay.
I can't remember what we saw in Torquay, but we went for tea in the afternoon. I ordered some Devon cream tea. It was my first of a few on this trip. We went to the Tudor Rose Cafe, and they had the BEST scones. They were big and warm and quite comforting to the mouth. I topped them off with cream and jam!! The jam was really syrupy, but the scones made up for it. I'm guessing some of the property in Torquay is quite pricey. Anything high up and overlooking water usually is, right!
We hurried home because tea was for 4:30 or 5. I was so full from those rich scones, but I made myself eat some more. After all, Mrs. H. had put in the effort for this nice roast. I had forgotten to take a photo of her kitchen. It's quite cute. I also forgot to mention that when I first arrived at her house, it just reminded me of my grandma's care home. It was the horrible smell...kind of musty and needed fresh air or something. I guess Mrs. H. liked to keep the heat in, but the doors were always closed, and her sitting room was so small that I felt claustrophobic. But dinner was lovely. I can't remember if I ate all the chicken because it was overdone, but I made sure to eat the Yorkshire pudding (man, was I craving it today) and all the vegetables.
After tea, we were picked up by some family friends, and they took us out for a tour. It was definitely our most scenic night. We got to see lots of lush green hills, and some beaches, too. The sand there is red, which is neat. And the sheep have a red tinge because of the earth on their wool. We stopped at a couple of pubs. This particular one was quite old. The ceiling was really low. I guess we were out for a few hours, and that was the end of our night!
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post date: 09.27.05 (6:10 am)