Postcards from Devon, part one
So I seemed to have taken an unplanned little holiday from the blog, but truth be told I feel like I've been so busy that it all just seems to slip to the wayside, typical as I have tons I want to share with you! I've probably got lots to share with you as we've been so busy doing exciting things, which is always good. I feel since the beginning of spring I've woken from my hibernation, ready to see people and get out of the house and the city and get back to what I enjoy most. Seeing old friends, staying with family, being by the sea and in the fresh air, remembering what it is to be me and just enjoying time with those closet to me. I'm not sure whether I've made myself keep busy over the past month or so as I knew it would be quite emotional, but I've managed somehow to do it and surround myself with people I love and who understand me, and for that I'm really grateful. There has been lots of catching up and that comfort of knowing that friendships don't change even though your lives do, has been really reassuring. I'm starting to feel a little bit more like me.
Anyway, I'm not entirely sure where that came from, but it seemed to flow onto the keys without me realising! So since the Easter holidays we have been travelling here, there and everywhere, and whilst I remember I'm going to try and share some snippets of those trips.
Now any long time readers of this blog will know the little love affair I have with Devon, and I'm afraid to say that it's not going to go away any time soon, so soz, you'll just have to deal with the millions of pictures that it urges me to make whilst I'm there. Staying with Rob's grandparents feels like staying in a little holiday home, its always so comfortable and we are made to feel so welcome. I love the little adventures we plan to do together and I know Theo loves it too.
This time I travelled down to Teignmouth on my own, meeting my mum at Rob's grandparents to hand over Theo after his weekend away camping (so we could get down to some serious d.i.y) We took a little walk to the beach to show my mum the seafront before saying our goodbyes. Rob wouldn't be joining us for a few days whilst he was back at work. The next day we set off early to travel on the Dartmouth steam train, which involved a ride from Paignton and a ferry ride over to Dartmouth along the beautiful coast line. The journey one the strain and the ferry were of course hugely exciting, and we spent the afternoon looking around the quaint town, browsing in charity and book shops, eating delicious ice cream before heading back on the return journey. Perfect!