st ives {part three}

this last day in st ives was magically mysterious with the 

emerald green water and the misty fog that ate up fishing boats.

i loved that one lonely sea lion swam up to our boat,

looking at us and studying us. those eyes were deep.

i loved the old man with his wool sweater and cap that sold me

my ticket to explore the sea on the "seahorse."

i loved the old man that sat on a bench at looked at his little town,

thinking about how much this place has changed since he was young.

i am missing the sea, the fog, and that sea lion today.

am trying to make today and this weekend in the library just as magical.

st ives {part two}

there's nothing like walking through a coastal town at sunset.

i loved seeing the sun dip behind storm clouds, and walking

through the town with all of the shop & restaurant lights aglow. 

seriously. what beats an evening breeze from the sea?

all day i kept singing this song quietly to myself. oh to live near the sea!

{side note: i finally saw the final harry potter. oh. my. heart. when are we going to figure out that school would be so much better if we could all go to beautiful schools like oxford/hogwarts, and it could be just as magical and awe-inspiring. seriously contemplating a degree in education administration just so i can start my own hogwarts school}

st ives {part one}

we made it to st ives. we didn't make it to tintagel (boo).

we tried to get to tintagel, but we missed our connecting bus

by, oh, 15 seconds! we tried to stop the bus, but they didn't seem

to think that it mattered much that we were on that bus. double boo.

but i quickly got over it and decided that i would move on

to st ives and its incredible beauty and the lovely sea air.

we got off the train and settled into our hotel on the hill on the bay.

we knew the hotel was going to be good when we tested out our beds. bliss indeed.

after we dropped off our bags we were off to explore the town.

we grabbed a bite to eat, making sure we could eat on a balcony

overlooking the bay and the town. everything was perfect.

i had to satisfy my ice cream craving almost immediately after dinner.

everywhere i looked people were wearing tank-tops (though i thought it still sweater-weather appropriate) and licking ice cream cones...i definitely had to have some cornish ice cream.

so i carefully picked out my flavors and had them in a lovely waffle cone.

we walked out to the shore to take in the view. and that's when it happened:

a seagull flew quite close to my head, and i thought "that bird almost hit me. i wonder if it can see alright?"

boy, was i naive. the bird quickly came back toward me, and before i knew it

my ice cream cone, the entire thing, was gone and in the beak of that bird!

and it just gets worse. that bird didn't even eat my ice cream cone...

he just dropped it into the sea. ah! what a bully. the next day i bought more ice cream

and ate it in a place far far away from those blasted gulls.

we spent the rest of the evening walking everywhere.

this place was the perfect little weekend vacation spot

where i could gather up my brain again to gear up

for my last two weeks here in school.

lots more photos of this trip to come.