Today, BK and I took a weekend trip to the Cornwall area far west of Bournemouth, to the southwestern tip of England, leaving after work on the Friday. There are parts of the drive that were single carriageway (2-lane road), but surprisingly most of the drive was at least dual carriageway (4 lane road, with a grass/wall median between both sides). The trip took about 3.5 hours to get from Bournemouth all the way to Penzance, where we stayed.
As it was late, we didn't get to see to much of the countryside, but the road was certainly hilly and twisty/curvy in many parts, and slowed down to 30mph as it went through small villages.
After we arrived, we ventured out to a local pub for a pint. It was a little rougher crowd, many of the individuals extremely drunk. At one point, one younger bloke dropped his trousers and waddled around the bar dancing like a chicken. But the funny thing is that nobody paid any attention, as if it was just a normal occurrence. I suppose in that part of the country almost anything happens and people are numb to idiocy.
All in all, it was amusing to people watch and talk with a few of the locals. You get the sense that there isn't much going on in that area, and it's just getting worse with fewer people traveling there for getaways.
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