Devon weekender

We arrived in Lynton and had a fight with the parking meter. In the end we used the stupid Ringo telephone service which was significant stress we didn't need!
We then wandered over to the water powered railway. It was exactly as I remembered as a child! Right down to the green painted carriage and the staff uniform. We had to have a go. The view was amazing and Christo was really interested in the engineering and how it worked. It gave me great opportunity to take some photos of the scenery.
Down at the bottom at Lynmouth I was feeling very nostalgic remembering the village - right down to the shop on the corner where I bought shells. I had forgotten just how pretty it was. We wandered down a tiny high street past some old fashion shops and spent some time in the flood memorial museum.
We then went back up the railway and got the best standing views out of the carriage. The sea views were amazing! Then we found ourselves a cream tea and hot drink at a café called the Greenhouse.
Then we were back on the road again for almost five hours to get home. The M25 was not pretty but we had Jiji and Shelly ready to greet us when we got home. 🐢😺Baca lagi