Easily my favourite part of the trip was arriving to find a small island that was practically just a mountain, and atop the mountain stood a castle. If you don’t already know, I have a few passions in this life and one of them is small islands and another one is castles. Basically the whole weekend can be marked by me excitedly squealing “CASTLE!” every time I saw it. I also took photos of it from about a million angles… from down near Perranuthnoe, from Marizon, from Penzance, from Mousehole… you get the idea. Everywhere I went, I took photos of the castle.
I’m going to spare you all of those and focus on the photos from the day that we actually went to visit the castle on the mountain. Also known as My Favourite Day. We even went to the Sunday church service (surprise: another one of my passions are churches/cathedrals, even though I am an atheist).