In my opinion, March is the worst month of the year. I apologise if your birthday is in March but for me it is so dreary and full of nothing. Luckily my housemates agreed with me that we need to venture out of the Bournemouth bubble and make something happen in March. We packed up the car with some Haribo and sunglasses (necessities) and ventured to Durdle Door in West Lulworth, Dorset for some fun that involves taking a lot of Instagram-worthy pictures.
Despite the parking being rather pricey (£3 for 2 hours!), we managed to park at the top of the cliff at a holiday park quite quickly. The drive there was beautiful with lots of windy roads and cottages that seemed so quaint and peaceful that I wanted to escape there for the rest of the weekend. To think this has been right on my doorstop for the last couple of years is baffling. If it has taught me anything, it's that I need to get out of Bournemouth a lot more, even if that involves paying pounds rather than pennies to park the car in a field.
The Durdle Door experience isn't one for the indoorsy kind of people. It didn't really register to us at the beginning that we need to walk down the cliff and even worse so, walk back up. It couldn't have been a better day with the weather resembling a British summer rather than a mere, dreary Spring. It was so picturesque. I probably took about 50+ photos of the sea at about 3 different angles but hey ho, I was loving this amazing view and fresh air. Maybe I was just high off the country air and seaside breeze...
After being so overwhelmed with the breathtaking scenery, we decided to go right down to the bottom, onto the gravelly beach and frolick in the sunshine (one of our favourite pastimes).
The peace and tranquility of it all had to end at some point though so we began our walk up the cliff and back to the car. Bearing in mind it took us 20 minutes to take pictures, walk down to the beach, and sit down- it took us 20 minutes to walk back up. It felt like I had been for a run but it was so worth it! After reminding ourselves that we aren't as fit as we think we are and whilst feeling very proud of our hiking skills, we thought we would head to a country pub on the way home for some well-deserved food.
We kept our eyes out for the best pub on the way there so we settled for the most English looking one that served food. The Weld Arms is in East Lulworth is a 10 minute drive away from West Lulworth. It was quiet for a Saturday so we were rather intrigued whether it was open or not. Luckily it was open and sat at a table in a quiet area where the ceilings were low and the interior was all vintage and country. We kept on saying how cute it all was and that we wanted to take so many pictures to pop on Pinterest. Have a look at the pictures and understand what we meant!
We all had a passionfruit Redkorderlig (the best thing on a sunny day!) and I chose a beetroot risotto with vegetable crisps on top. It was so good. In fact, we were all so impressed with it all we are already planning to go back with our other housemates, but maybe next time we can sit in the garden without being too cold!
Ticked Durdle Door off the list, now where's next?
Despite the parking being rather pricey (£3 for 2 hours!), we managed to park at the top of the cliff at a holiday park quite quickly. The drive there was beautiful with lots of windy roads and cottages that seemed so quaint and peaceful that I wanted to escape there for the rest of the weekend. To think this has been right on my doorstop for the last couple of years is baffling. If it has taught me anything, it's that I need to get out of Bournemouth a lot more, even if that involves paying pounds rather than pennies to park the car in a field.
After being so overwhelmed with the breathtaking scenery, we decided to go right down to the bottom, onto the gravelly beach and frolick in the sunshine (one of our favourite pastimes).
The peace and tranquility of it all had to end at some point though so we began our walk up the cliff and back to the car. Bearing in mind it took us 20 minutes to take pictures, walk down to the beach, and sit down- it took us 20 minutes to walk back up. It felt like I had been for a run but it was so worth it! After reminding ourselves that we aren't as fit as we think we are and whilst feeling very proud of our hiking skills, we thought we would head to a country pub on the way home for some well-deserved food.
We kept our eyes out for the best pub on the way there so we settled for the most English looking one that served food. The Weld Arms is in East Lulworth is a 10 minute drive away from West Lulworth. It was quiet for a Saturday so we were rather intrigued whether it was open or not. Luckily it was open and sat at a table in a quiet area where the ceilings were low and the interior was all vintage and country. We kept on saying how cute it all was and that we wanted to take so many pictures to pop on Pinterest. Have a look at the pictures and understand what we meant!
We all had a passionfruit Redkorderlig (the best thing on a sunny day!) and I chose a beetroot risotto with vegetable crisps on top. It was so good. In fact, we were all so impressed with it all we are already planning to go back with our other housemates, but maybe next time we can sit in the garden without being too cold!
Ticked Durdle Door off the list, now where's next?
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