Mullion Harbour

We continue along the coast. Past green meadows and fields. We really like Cornwall. The beautiful old cottages with lovingly landscaped gardens. If the narrow streets allow, we drive down to the sea. That's how we end up in Mullion Harbour. A very small quaint fishing village with a few houses. We sit on a wooden bench made from old fishing boats. We enjoy the evening sun and look out at the harbor. An old man comes up to us. He has a small folding chair with him and sits down next to us to also enjoy the evening sun. He takes two beers out of his shoulder bag. When I have finished drinking them, he says, dinner is ready at home, I do this every evening. And every morning, at over eighty years old, he swims in the harbor basin. He tells us about his life and gives us tips on other places we should definitely visit.