Date: 20180612
Stay: Treventon Guest House, Penzance
Activities
Well, rest day. What again? Yes, the rest days are not divided evenly, depending on where it is worth to stay. This was the shortest walking cycle, 4 walking days and rest again.
It starts to become the standard format of a rest day, doing the laundry in the morning (nearest laundrette), exploring the village a bit (or hanging out the tourist, hmm nice translation, I’ll keep it) and then visiting a brewery.
Today it looks the same again, after the launderette has done its work, I search for the center of Penzance and browse through various galleries with art and some shops with ‘antiquities’ (ranging from real antiques to ordinary rubbish). In one of the shops with old stuff they have very good synthesizer music. Sounds like the old Tangerine Dream, but turns out to be Carbon Based Lifeforms, a Swedish ambient group. Unfortunately not something for the lyrics of the day…
Before lunch I visit the Admiral Benbow, one of the oldest pubs here. The Guinness tastes great. For lunch, there is the standard Cornish Pasty.
Then I go to the tasting room of the Cornish Crown brewery. Here they have enough different types of beer on tap. So I proceed with caution and take half a pint of everything. Nice sitting outside on the terrace, with a good (e-)book. What else does a resting walker want?
I started again with the Discworld series by Terry Pratchett. That man had a great sens of humor. It is also nice to see how other guests on the terrace react when you burst out laughing while you are alone…
Halfway through the afternoon they come to bring new beer. That’s good, so I’m not going to suffer from thirst here.
The Queen was still there this morning.
Weather
Nice tourist weather, sunny and dry.
Lyric of the day
A rest day reminds me of a line from the lyrics of a song from The Doors, “Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer”, today Roadhouse Blues:
Yeah
Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we’re goin’ to the Roadhouse
We’re gonna have a real
Good time
Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that’s for the people
Who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Do it, Robby, do it
You gotta roll, roll, roll
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Thrill my soul
You gotta beep a gunk a chucha
Honk konk konk
You gotta each you puna
Each ya bop a luba
Each yall bump a kechonk
Ease sum konk
Ya, ride
Ashen lady, Ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future’s uncertain, and the end is always near
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
