A Long Weekend in Falmouth: Beaches, Food and Harbour Views
View from our apartment towards Flushing After a lovely long weekend in Falmouth with my mum, I wanted to share a few photographs and thoughts. Returning to somewhere you once lived is strange. There is a sense that part of it will always be yours, alongside the reminder that time moves on and other people add their own stories. I was an art student here about 18 years ago, so coming back as a proper grown-up felt both familiar and new. Returning to Falmouth Although I have made plenty of day trips over the years and visited friends, a full weekend gave me more time to soak up the atmosphere. Falmouth felt a little cooler and noticeably more food-focused than I remembered. Its creativity and independence were still proudly on display, but now there seemed to be restaurants and small food businesses everywhere. We happened to arrive during the Falmouth Food Festival, which probably shaped that impression. We tried homemade ice cream, gluten-free crêpes, Italian pa...