After negotiating the M5 we arrived in Croyde at approximately 6.45pm. We were then read the riot act by Desy (when I say riot It was more of a minor civil disturbance or perhaps a light scuffle). To be fair he said just to be courteous, advised us the house was “no smoking” and then took our breakfast orders!
We then ventured down to what is the intermediately priced food establishment known as “The Thatch” renamed after Mrs Thatcher, during her stint as Prime Minister she used to stay above the pub whilst on weekend surfing breaks. Sam and I had Lasagna variations and Jacob had a hefty looking burger, with drinks the cost came to about £30.
Following a successful nutritional expedition we went for a little walk and discovered the worlds smallest underwater skatepark. We then headed back to the digs to retire for the evening. Jacob slept well and kept us awake for most of the night and boy did it piss down.