Day Two started with a ‘spoons breakfast (in the other ‘spoons,
about 0.2 miles away from the first). We then went to Greggs to get baguettes
and drinks for lunch before heading to the beach for a couple of hours. By 10am
it was PACKED.
We had a splish and a splash and a swim, before heading up
to the Isle of Portland. David and I have a map of all the places we have been
together and I wanted to add Portland to it. We admired the view and then went
and found some ice cream…
AKA the BEST THING EVER.
Look at it!! Two scoops of strawberry ice cream, two squirts
of whippy cream, white chocolate shavings, a flump, edible shimmery sugar
dinosaurs, strawberry sauce, topped with chocolate ammonites, all in an edible
wafer bowl. I was in HEAVEN. Whoever at this establishment came up with this
needs a friggin’ payrise. GENIUS.
After the sugar-rush-bowl-of-joy, we drove up to Portland
Bill to have a good nosey. Neither of us had been here before so didn’t know
what to expect. There is a lighthouse. You can climb it (we didn’t).
We only spent about an hour here, before climbing back in
the car and starting our journey up to Bristol. We couldn’t find a hotel room
for less than £120 anywhere on the South Coast for another night!! We rolled up
to Bristol and lay on the bed in the hotel in our underwear swigging beer. A very
long drive on a very hot day rendered us incapable of anything else. Eventually
we managed to shower and head out for dinner and Frankie & Benny’s where
upon I treated myself to a woowoo cocktail.
We were in a loft room at the hotel with a sky light; I snapped
this photo of the sunset before we went out for dinner:
