The Travel Bug

I remember telling my mother enthusiastically last year, ' All I am going to do in the UK is travel, travel and travel'. True to my words, I did travel and that too extensively. Although, Leeds was not centrally located in England, the comfortable and magnificent train journeys and bus rides through the beautiful scenery seemed to shorten the distances. From the tiny village of Selby to the feel good Brighton sea front, I have travelled in the real sense. I felt the need to write about my journeys, while narrating one of my trips to my friends. When international students like me, visit England their most awaited destinations remain London (for what is known to us as the  London bridge but is the Tower bridge of London and The London Eye ofcourse) or Manchester (obviously for the Manchester United Stadium). What we really need is to embark on a destinationless voyage and simply discover. This is exactly how I came across Newquay. On planning a road trip for five to the south of England, I came across this tiny geographic entity on the google maps which was located right on the Atlantic coast , was a mere 45 minutes away from St Ives, which I assummed manufactured the St Ives beauty products and ofcourse sounded like a good stop to rest at the night while on our way from Bath and Stonehenge. All I had allocated to Newquay was a total of 15 hours to have dinner, rest and to drive off to Bournemouth after breakfast next day. Read on to discover Newquay through the bug's eye.