Torquay, The English Rivera

There is so much to say about this place but let me first complain a bit about transport. We wanted to take the train there but in total it was going to cost us 160 Pounds (for two)! Instead we thought if we can cut some costs that we can spend that money on a hostel. In the end we decided to take the National Express Bus, from Derby -> London and then London -> Torquay leaving us with a total of about 10 hours on the bus verses the 4 hours via train. We ended up paying 90 Pounds for the bus tickets for two. The saving did go towards accommodations since we only ended up paying 72 pounds for the two nights at Clifton Grove.

Mental Note: Take the train.

When we arrived trekking past residential areas and tall trees we ended up at the town centre, a lengthy street with all sorts of things. Reminding me very much of Whyte Avenue at home minus the on and off rain spurts.

This place is made of nothing of hills from the most rolling and unnoticeable ones to the steepest of breath catchers. After making it all the way to the hostel which looked very small from the outside we were directed to the top floor to enter the very last room at the end of the hall, of course. Caught more than forty winks and woke up with a rumbling tummy. Off to wander the sea shore to see what was available to eat, too bad we were on a bit of a budget. Luckily like everywhere else in the world Torquay had a 24 hour Subway by the harbour so that took care of that, freeing us up to go back to bed because we were still very drained.

So, a bit of information. We were in the area that is known collectively as both Torbay (because it is indeed a bay) and The English Riviera. It's generally very nice in Summer, but we were there at the wrong time and so sunny spells alternated with cascades of icy rocks from the skies. But there were palm trees! Torbay is made up of the main location Torquay as well as the smaller towns further around the bay, Paignton and Brixham.

I went in here thinking that it was going to be a farmers market of sorts, but when I went in I found out that this building has quite the history. The pavilion.

Oh the beach, how wonderful to hear the sounds of waves once again! Feel so at peace. 

Danny and I walked up to where those trees are, great view.

All in all I didn't write down all the details of Torquay but if all things goes well I will be moving here to teach ESL. So there will be many more posts about Torquay. End note: Lovely city.