St. Just

We stayed in St. Just on Saturday night. St. Just is just across the peninsula from Penzance, from which the boats leave for the Scillies. The food at the Commercial Hotel was extremely good, a pork tenderloin filet in a madeira reduction.


The back "beer garden":


The breakfast room:


Where we enjoyed our pork:


Next, where we played Ticket to Ride via iPad, and I beat Vic! The room where we slept was a bit too small for picture taking.


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Boat ramps, I recognize

But the ones in Cornwall are so much more central than at home, and almost celebrated. This isn't one.


This is.


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Garden and shore in Mevagissey

There was a lovely garden next to the car park.





Until you got to the outer harbor, you couldn't even see the shore.





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Quayside ramps and steps

I guess that I'm good evidence that you can pursue all the education you want, and still have limited sense. I kept seeing steps leading down from quays and imagining that, at a different tidal stage, they would take you to solid ground. Maybe influenced by this set:








Below is a puzzling scene from Mevagissey's outer harbor:


It wasn't until I used them that the penny dropped.


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Streets of Mevagissey

We witnessed a showdown between an Audi and a bus. Guess who won!


A yellow KA! We also saw a green one. :)








The town square (cliffage revealed by the rapid rise):


An odd little arch to nowhere. Victor thinks it started out as a Men's.


Another chippie opportunity missed.


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Mevagissey, at last

We loved this little town so much that we will probably return today--we find ourselves with an "extra" day in Cornwall, having returned a day early from the Scillies. (News reports that a ship has wrecked overnight in North Wales; maybe those seas yesterday were not so small!)

Mevagissey has a double harbor and, like all these old port towns, very narrow streets. Come to think of it, all the roadways in Cornwall with 4-digit names, e.g., A3077, are very narrow streets, with turnouts so that traffic can get by. But I digress. Double harbor, from our harborfront lunch spot, where I had lovely fresh fish:


Look at the homes with the fantastic views!


The squat sailboat is called Oddity--but we have seen so many squat little *fishing* boats at this point that Oddity is an Oddity only in that it's a sailboat.


The wall at the back (below) is a border for the ocean-side harbor.








On the hard:








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Sophia's

One big reason why we elected to come back is Sophia's. We had dinner at Sophia's on Sunday night, and LOVED it. As I hope I've said, we haven't been lucky this trip, food-wise. But at Sophia's I enjoyed the most delicate plate of fresh-caught, barely cooked fish...and Victor had a luscious meatball plate. Doesn't sound gourmet, but when each ball is mixed with just the right seasonings and amount of feta, served in a wonderful homemade sauce, then you have a gourmand's meatball plate.


Sophia says that she developed the recipe while wintering in Greece.

We are, right this moment, staying at Sophia's. We phoned her from St. Agnes when we heard, on Scilly Radio, that tomorrow's ferry was canceled. After a painful trip--for me, at least--we are staying in the gorgeous room that she let me see on Sunday night, when we got into a conversation about advertising and websites.





Sophia's B&B earns my highest recommendation. If EVER you are in Penzance, stay here. Look: That's the ocean through the window!





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