We headed west to a small town called Falmouth in the Cornwall area of the UK. It's a very pretty seaside town with surfing and fishing at its heart and a mellow vibe.
As it seems with much of the UK, a favorite way to pass time in Falmouth is sitting on patios, catching rays and drinking beer. We met a great guy named Roy on one of these patios. He was drowning his sorrows over a lost love and was happy to share his tales with us.
The whole town is built on very steep hills that drop to the sea and so there are stairs everywhere. One of the most impressive staircases in town was a very long steep set called Jacob's Ladder. They were ancient stone stairs that descended roughly 60 feet and should be navigated very carefully (especially after an afternoon spent drinking beer with Roy).
Our lovely hostesses took us to another town called St.Ives. This is one of the most picturesque places I have ever seen and I was a little envious of the folks who enjoy living there.
That said, we loved our time in Falmouth and were sad to move on.