This is the view out the window at the house we are staying at. It really doesn’t do it justice. You can’t see all the rain on the window or it bouncing off the road.
We decide we are still going to do something and even if we ride the bus around the island at least we will be doing something. We’re dressed the best we can to try and combat the rain and wind but when we step outside and our umbrellas are turned inside out we decide to call for a taxi to take us to the Newport bus station where we can hopefully board a bus. After waiting over half an hour for the taxi I call back and the dispatch tells me he thinks I am joking and have purposely given him incorrect information because the driver came and we weren’t there....and then he hangs up on me!!! Well now we head off to go to the bus stop....to heck with him....we make it but we’re already soaked. We transfer to #7 which will take us to Yarmouth which is on the west coast.
We stay on the bus when we get to Yarmouth and decide to go to the end which is Alum Bay. This is where the Needles is located. It is a series of chalk stacks. This would be something lovely to see on a good day but not today. We can’t even see out the bus windows due to them steaming up. There is a chairlift that takes you down to the beach but of course it’s closed due to the weather.
There is also quite a good amusement park including an arcade which die hard families were still trying to salvage something of the day. We quickly hop back on the bus and go back to Yarmouth.
The King’s Head Pub is where we decide to go for warmth and to get dry. It is also Sunday and there is the Sunday Carver happening and this is what we have been looking forward to.
It’s a cozy pub and this is what we have been looking forward to. Lots of families playing cards and board games. The family dog is under the table.
What a meal. Roast pork, roasted potatoes, crackle, stuffing, Yorkshire pudding, sweet potato, cauliflower, broccoli and carrots. All covered with gravy! It’s like the family dinners I remember as a child but of course minus the pint of ale! This was worth the trip.
We then go back out into the rain and wind and catch the #7 back to Newport and the #8 from there back to the house. So glad to get back where it’s warm and dry. Tomorrow I leave Mary and the Isle of Wight to go to Poole and my next housesit. Sheila will be picking me up at the Bournemouth Rail Station.
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