We’ve just got back from a wonderful few days away in St Ives – it’s been a bit of a stressful time at home lately and the timing was perfect to get away. St Ives is one of my favourite places – there’s something almost magical about it that makes you relax instantly. As soon as I’m down there, my hair remains unstraightened, most of my makeup stays in it’s bag – I’m just happier to go with the flow. We were blessed with amazing weather considering it’s April, but we seem to get lucky on the weather front every time we visit. We visited last with Max when he was 7 weeks old, so it was lovely to be able to revisit with him now and make new memories.
We stayed in Downalong, which meant we were right in the heart of everything – perfectly located for the harbour, and with the choice of either Porthgwidden or Porthmeor beach right on our doorstep.
It was also lovely to stay a bit more off-season and not have to worry about taking the car out on a trip and not finding a parking space when we got back. The one thing I dislike about St Ives!
Max had such a lovely time playing on the beach – he loved the Harbour when the tide was out, and his favourite activity was to force us to make sandcastles which he would then knock down. Max The Destroyer!
I love all the colours in St Ives – from the beach huts on Porthgwidden beach, to the bunting on Fish Street against the bright blue sky, to even the brightly coloured front doors of the fishermen’s cottages, everything is so cheery.
We explored the Island where Max loved running up the steep hill and also playing his favourite game – knock knock, who’s there – on this rather ancient looking door!
Max woke up early one morning, so as I was awake anyway I headed off out for a morning walk. It was so peaceful – just early morning dog walkers and me on the beach.
The evening light is similarly spectacular!
The weather was even nice enough for me to justify my first Aperol Spritz of the year (there’s something about it that feels wrong unless the sun is shining!). Thanks to our favourite Porthmeor Beach Cafe for an excellent Aperol Spritz, as well as a fabulous view, delicious food, and being ever so child friendly.
We loved our short stay in St Ives – it was so lovely to have a break from everything and Max really embraced the concept of ‘holiday’ – he developed quite a taste for ice cream! (a boy after my own heart!). I always thought Tuscany was my ‘happy place’ – I think it’ll have to make room in my heart for St Ives too!