The wireless on the caravan site didn't like Linux (it wanted to install some software which I think upset it when the pop up was told in no uncertain terms to Feck off).
With that in mind I resigned myself to a week without internet and decided to go cold turkey - the first few hours were hell but after that I started to notice subtle things such as colours, smells and my eyes managed to focus more than 2.5 feet in front of me.
It seemed there was a whole new world out there - the question was would I like it ?
Today we decided on a trip to dullsbridge.
You soon realize when a small town has more charity shops than people and more cafes than parking spaces that you've perhaps over paid your car parking time.
Yes we're in Kingsbridge - we passed through it on our way to Challaborough and thought it looked OK for a bit of a ramble and shopping but we soon found it consists of one main road with about 40% charity shops.
So a quick U turn and we're on the A379 to Plymouth.
If your going look for Drakes Circus (the Entrance is on Charles Street), this is a modern shopping center with exits onto the main shopping areas. Lots of parking (not bad prices) and your right in the thick of things so no complaints there and hardly a charity shop to be seen.
You can see the top of Smeatons light house if you get the right angle so your not far from the Hoe (crap nav says about 0.5 miles but will more likely be about 15 once sat nav works out some crappy tiny Devon roads).
Anyway, a bit of shopping (Plymouth center has at least Two Thorntons and Three Game shops so it's sorted), and we head down to the old harbor area (Barbican) for some lunch - Unfortunately a distinct lack of computer shops or Xbox vendors, in fact far too much of a Nautical theme for my liking.
Lots of places to eat and unlike some of the places we've been, no smell of shit so it's quite pleasant to sit and eat your fish and chips without the waft of eastury mud.
Watch for the seagulls though, they know you have food so one tried to land into our dinner !
As towns go Plymouth is a little strange, its long and thing rather than centered around a main icon, Nottingham for example grows out from the Market Square, Leicester from the Clock tower, Plymouth has to fit into whatever land is there although in some ways it's better as you walk out down one side of the shops and back up the other rather than two large circles through the tramp infested back streets of the latter.
It was clean, cheerful and no problems at all wandering around it which was in stark contrast to Frankfurt where I was accompanied through my visit by the invisible shit monster who attacked my nose at every opportunity and the high number of tramps, drunks and beggars on the street - Plymouth gets my vote against Frankfurt any day and on the plus side no Ryan Air checkin desks !
A quick trip to Morrisons for some supplies (Just off the A379) and we're done - all in all a far better trip to Plymouth than the "other direction", Apologies to Thorntons for not managing to visit all the stores, we'll try harder next time.
Tomorrow - It's Tigggaaaarrrsss
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