leaving Cornwall and to Salisbury

we left Cornwall yesterday. 2 days early. The dampness in the cottage was really affecting us both. so we just packed up the car after returning from Fowey and headed for Salisbury..

as we left Cornwall and came into Devon.. a rainbow appeared as if my great grandparents were saying to me 'You have made the right decision leaving early'...
 they were Cornish.. they moved to Devon and then migrated to Australia.

JOURNAL: "I can feel that my great grandparents know that they made the right decision. They have seen, through me, that Cornwall is not what it was.."

 "we left Cornwall on my birthday. A perfect time to leave, I think. It has been a bittersweet journey for me and in a way I am sad, that Cornwall was not what I had expected or anticipated but I believe that this is a good thing. Visiting Cornwall has laid ghosts to rest for me and settled something deep within. Like missing pieces of a jigsaw have been found and placed where they belong. Like parts of me have returned to my energetic body."


and we booked into a 13th century inn for two nights in Salisbury... The Rose and Crown - what a hoot! crooked walls, sloping bedside tables and hills in the floors..

January 2
so here we are in Salisbury and today we decided to play tourists and just wander the streets and a visit to the Salisbury Cathedral. a few packages were sent home and we wandered in and out of shops looking at the christmas sales.. buying a few things for ourselves.. looking for a journal for me, taking photos and then had lunch.. I thought i would have a pastie and a cup of tea.. and I need to say that pasties here are nowhere near as good as those I have had at home. Here, they use chunks of beef and onion whereas at home, they are made with minced beef, parsnip, carrot and onion and they are absolutely delicious...

and then we visited the cathedral.

something that everyone said was a must... and truthfully, for me, it did not have the emotional affect that York Minster nor Truro cathedral, did. And I definitely could not feel any prayers or wishes seeping through the walls... maybe it is because there were so many tourists wandering around and there were guides showing groups around.  But the architecture was stunning.. there were saints carved from stone all around the outside.. angels and roses. Gargoyles. everywhere, works of art in stone. like I said.. absolutely stunning building

However, this did not stop me lighting candles for some prayers needed.. nor did it stop me from entering the Chapel of Archangel Michael that is set aside for personal prayer.

JOURNAL: "walking around Salisbury today, I felt as if I have been living in a different world for a month, surreal, while in Cornwall. Even though Cornwall is a county of England it is almost as if it has a culture all of its own. A world apart. And suddenly I realized that I no longer feel a connection to Cornwall, at all. That yearning has gone. "
that said, I have had the most brilliant time in Cornwall.. despite the rain..

And tomorrow? We head for London for two nights... not sure what to expect there.. but really, it is only a stopover on the way home!!