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I recently went on a trip to Cornwall with a bunch of friends, and in this post, I’ll be sharing what we got up to. So, stick around till the end if you’re curious about our itinerary—or just want to see some cool pictures.

Cornwall is tucked away in the southwest of England, known for its beautiful beaches and relatively warmer weather (being more southern and all). It faces the Atlantic Ocean—just a little geography trivia for those who care.

We kicked off our journey from the Midlands and made our first stop at Bibury Trout Farm in the Cotswolds. There, we tried our hand at fishing and ended up with delicious trout BBQ! In the photo above, that’s Sara looking victorious with her catch of the day. We sort of had an impromptu picnic, and the weather was perfect for it (read: hot and sweaty).

Once we’d stuffed ourselves, we hit the road again and headed to Cornwall. We camped at Henry’s Campsite, which had a really relaxed vibe. The drive from the Midlands took nearly seven hours—yeah, that kind of long. You know the type of journey where, even after your fifth nap, you wake up and still haven’t arrived? Yup, one of those. So definitely be prepared for leg cramps and snack breaks.

The campsite was pretty unique—each pitch was separated by tall bushes, giving everyone a bit of privacy (and a break from overhearing your neighbours’ questionable campfire karaoke). On top of that, they had a lovely little farm. The goats were ridiculously cute and super friendly, and to our surprise, they even let the ducks roam freely—some of them waddled over to our tent for a little visit!

The next day, early in the morning (read: late morning), we strolled over to a small town just walking distance from the campsite to hunt for some seafood. The shop pictured above had everything—lobsters, huge crabs, and more. We basically bought every sea creature they had on display that morning. You know what they say: when in Cornwall, seafood is a must!

Since the sun was out in full force again, ice cream was non-negotiable. There were plenty of little shops selling souvenirs too—surprisingly affordable, especially compared to London prices. The postcards were beautiful, and we stumbled across some local stalls selling handmade trinkets and crafts. Definitely worth a browse if you’re into unique keepsakes.

Later in the afternoon, we headed to a beach just 15 minutes’ walk from our campsite. How amazing is that? A beautiful beach, practically on our doorstep! Just a heads-up—when we went, it was low tide, but the tide comes in fast, so if you’re planning a picnic, keep an eye on the water unless you want a surprise swim.

As usual, the boys were being boys—we went for a swim and played in the sand. The highlight? We built a Mermaid Man! Hafifi has always wanted to be Mermaid Man (yes, the one from SpongeBob), and that day, we made his dream come true. The sun was blazing, but the water was freezing. Still, we managed! We’ve lived in the UK for almost two years—of course we can handle the cold (read: we were shivering).

Meanwhile, the girls—true to form—set up a picnic, enjoyed the view (aka: the boys running around like toddlers seeing the sea for the first time), and did their favourite thing: eating and gossiping (just kidding… or am I?). We had instant noodles for lunch. Does that count as cooking? We say yes.

After lunch, we took a 40-minute walk to Lizard Point. The photo above shows the view along the way—gorgeous, right? Turquoise-blue water, dramatic cliffs, and a sky so blue it felt like a painting. Honestly, I could’ve stayed there forever.

At Lizard Point, there were a couple of souvenir shops and restaurants if you fancy a drink or a quick meal. We even spotted a few seals bobbing their heads above the waves. I really wanted to pet one, but let’s be real—that would’ve meant swimming out and probably drowning. So… we admired from afar.

After all that, we made our way back, cooked up the seafood feast from earlier (so. much. crab.), and then promptly fell asleep like cows—well-fed and ready to do it all again the next day.

The next day, we visited the famous (drum roll please)… Land’s End! This place is massive, with plenty to see and do. We decided to go for a coastal walk—and out of the two routes available, we chose the one towards Porthcurno.

Along the way, the views were absolutely breathtaking. Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to take a photo of the endpoint because I wasn’t feeling too great that day—the camera just wasn’t cameraming. I even took a solid 15-minute nap (I think?) under the sun!

Now, Adam and his perfume poses—completely inseparable. If you’re wondering whose shadow keeps appearing in his photos, it’s none other than Hasha, his loyal personal photographer. If Dolce & Gabbana or Dior are reading this and want to hire him, drop me a comment—I’ll send you his details!

There was even a perfume duet post—which, honestly, could double as a Speedo ad. You know, the kind you’re forced to watch on YouTube and can’t skip.

After exploring Land’s End, we headed to Sennen Cove for another swim. This beach was packed! Some people were sunbathing, others swimming or paddle boarding. My advice? Get there early if you want a parking spot—unless you enjoy fighting strangers for one.

That evening, we had our final dinner together. We went for a very English meal: pasta. I printed out some photos from Boots and gave them as farewell gifts—just in case this was our last group trip together. With everyone moving away for various life commitments, it did feel like the end of an era.

Later that night, we played a card game called Coup. Let me tell you—these competitive arseholes just can’t handle losing! They played until midnight. I’m honestly surprised the neighbouring campers didn’t file a noise complaint. But it was a good night. While they were deep in betrayal and bluffing, I made myself a little marshmallow BBQ. Simple joys.

The next day, we packed up and drove back to the Midlands. On the way, we stopped in Birmingham for lunch at a Malaysian restaurant called Malaya Classic—a taste of home before we said our goodbyes.

Having gone through A-levels, medical school, and foundation training with this bunch, we’ve grown incredibly close. We’ve shared so many trips together, and the thought of some of us ending up continents apart hit a little harder than expected. It was emotional—but in a good way. I genuinely hope our friendship lasts into the hereafter.

Until we meet again, my friends—stay safe, and keep an eye out for my postcards.

Thanks for reading, and bye for now!