Day 12: Weymouth

We headed to Weymouth (located on England’s southwest coast) this morning via train. We took the Piccadilly train line from Kings Cross, and then changed trains at Leicester Station to the Northern Line, which we took to the Waterloo station. From there, we hoped on the National Train and were beach bound! I tried to work on thesis on the train, but the amount of work we have to do in such little time just stresses me out, so I can’t really concentrate as a result of being stressed…. Great cycle, huh.

We came to meet my parent’s but got here before them, so we had a little time to walk around and explore the town. When we first saw the coastline, we had a “wow” moment. The white cliffs and clear blue water were an amazing site, nothing like I have ever seen before… It kind of looked like a cove that would be on Pirates of the Caribbean. However, we were in the strip, tacky part of the beach, so the beach wasn’t that great. We got some food and ice cream and just sat by the beach and rested for about 30 minutes before walking through some shops in the town.

When my parent’s arrived, we took a cab to meet them at the Bed and Breakfast. I was disappointed to see that they “upgraded” from a Mercedes rental car to a Volvo, doesn’t seem like an upgrade to me! I was excited about getting to ride around in the Mercedes :) We are staying in a cute little Bed and Breakfast not far from town called the Trelawney Hotel. I have already put in my breakfast order for scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and tomatoes.

Once we were settled, we walked back into town along a footpath from our hotel that had great views…made me very excited for our hike tomorrow. The town itself is very cool. It used to be a fishing town, but I read somewhere that now a lot of its income is from tourism. However, I didn’t see any tourists. It seemed like all locals to me. We then drove down to Chisel beach, which is a beach of gravel and rocks, not sand. It is very different. It looks like sand from far away, but when you get up close, you realize the beach is made of rocks.