The first bus going my way wasn’t due to eleven o’clock, so I had a very relaxing morning at my favourite accommodation of my whole trip. Breakfast was self serve, so I boiled a couple of eggs and made some toast 😋. Went and sat at the harbour drinking my cuppa watching the fishermen going out for the day. It was very cloudy, but the rain was holding off. A long stint on my double decker was relaxing and enjoyable from the top deck. When I finally arrived at Falmouth, I was ready for my last taste of a Cornish pasty. I stumbled upon this nice little pastry shop that made them on the premises. I opted for a medium one, and it was that big, I struggled to eat it all. It was awsome. I then walked around and familirised myself with this lovely village. When I decided to find Jacob’s ladder inn, I had to walk up one hundred and thirty steps up Jacob’s ladder to get there. Quite a surprise. The inn was up on  higher ground overlooking the bay. Another great find. Later in the day, I met up with a couple of younger blokes from Devon, who left their families at home to spend the evening drinking Cornish ales. My friend Tina also came to drop me my stuff back and have a drink before heading the hour drive back to her village. She is a sweetie and I am very grateful to  to call her a friend. The people down here in Cornwall are so helpful,it really warms my heart. After a few drinks, some aussie banter, and the attempted throwing of a few darts, I was happy to say goodbye to my new friends, knowing I had to be on a train to London early the next morning.