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| Mevagissey, at last! Boy, was that sign a sight for sore eyes -- and stomach. Unfortunately, it wasn't for another hour that a mini-mart opened, and when one did, I had a wonderful breakfast of delicious Cornish milk, a hot pasty, and custard creams. The simple thought of it gives me cravings for more, especially the milk. |
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| Mevagissey. Sure, it looks big, but that's all there is of it. There are shops and places to stay in the valley, and more on a mountain to the left, but outside of it, nothing but farms. It's a delightful village, and I could have spent a week there, at least. |
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| And, at last, the final picture in the series. This was taken from a staircase going up the side of a mountain, looking towards Portmellon. The outcropping of land in the distance, if you look closely, had a large clump of trees and a white house towards the end of it. I so want to live there someday. |