“When you have a farm, with a nice cottage, and it’s in Devon, that’s really nice.”
Devon is beautiful. It is the second largest county in England. The beauty of Devon lies in its amazing variety of attraction activities and scenic areas that are found between the two coastlines that are abound the region. But the best thing about Devon is that the place is known for its production of high quality organic foods which are home grown.
When we talk about organic produce, we are talking about those foods which make you more energetic, tastes better and they are safe from chemicals. Therefore when you are accustomed to these foods, you will stay healthier.
In the farms where these foods are grown, the locals there established a tradition attracting visitors to enjoy these foods straight from the farms. Several farms have established Cottages and self-catering Bed & Breakfast accommodation where visitors can book to stay for a weekend or for a vacation as they enjoy the beauty of Devon.
When we talk about beauty, we are talking about attraction sceneries and place as well as some various outdoor activities that are tradition in the place and they can help one relax and rejuvenate one’s mind while holidaying in the place.
There are many places to visit in Devon, from the cliff top town of Lynton in Exmoor down to the coast of South Devon. There are a myriad of places to sight see. I’ve decided to recreate this website to detail more about such places. There are some interesting posts about the places that I have already published on this site and they can be accessed by clicking through different topics below.
The Perfect Getaway
There are vacations that you take to get away from the every day and see some new scenes and then there are the type that you want to forget everything you know and not be you, if for just a while. When I found out that I had breast cancer, I wanted to go on a vacation, but the problem was that I couldn’t figure out how to leave me, or my problems behind.
It was the phase in-between when you find out you have cancer, and you aren’t sure what to expect. Knowing that my treatment was going to begin when I got back from a short trip away, I wanted to make the time something really spectacular. After all, I had no idea what I would be returning to. All I knew is that nothing would ever be the same, and, if I had to begin this journey, I was going to do so with a new experience in my mind and having done something to check off my mental bucket list.
Now, you would probably think that I went climbing Mount Everest, jumped out of an airplane, or took a trip to the Sahara desert, but I didn’t. What I decided to do shocked even myself. All that I wanted was to take my husband and my two young children to a cottage in the UK. It may not sound “bucket list” worthy, but in my defense, I made my ten and twelve-year-olds leave their iPads at home, and my husband leave his cell phone there as well. If I was going to get away from the world, they were coming with me, like it or not.
No status updates, no screen time, and no ear plugs with binging texts coming through, we made our way to a little cottage in the middle of nowhere. Of course, when we got there, I got the preverbal eye roll from my tweens. But, once we opened the door to the cottage and saw the extensive nature of the wilderness behind it, it took all of our breath away. Even my oldest couldn’t help but smile, just a little, and then made sure that it was put away quickly.
The hiking behind the cottage looked a little rough and the terrain a little more than I had expected, but if we were going to go for it, this was the time. The day after arrival, we all put our hiking shoes on and set a course for nowhere. We walked that entire day, from dusk to dawn and although we should have been exhausted, it was more like we were exhilarated.
Illness is a funny, not-so-funny thing…
It can do one of two things, either make you fall in a hole, or see the hole, and want to make sure never to reach the bottom. Being there with my family, up on the mountain hiking and sharing memories, I made the commitment that I wasn’t ready to go anywhere. If cancer was going to give me a hard time, I was going to give it hell right back.
It is funny how many stories from my childhood I never shared, and if it wasn’t for being stuck up on that mountain together, those memoirs might never have been told. It was an entire day where my family and my mission became crystal clear. I was going to survive. No, I was going to thrive, and this was just the beginning of my journey to wellness. I even managed to drop a couple of pounds on that hike, so I had accomplished more than one goal on our trip to the cottage getaway.
Returning home was a difficult thing to do knowing what was awaiting, but I was coming home different. I was no longer fearful of my future, or unsure of what the outcome would be. That hike, being with my children and husband, and finding the inner strength I needed, was the very best getaway that I could have ever imagined. Who would have thought that I would find the treasures that I did hidden up on a little cottage in the hills? Hidden there was all that I needed to beat the challenge of a lifetime.