Wow. Padstow is nice..if you can't make out the writing in the sand it says "Tim in Padstow". It was some of the softest sand i've felt squish between my toes. You literally sank to your knees near the waters edge. It's seriously not something that comes to mind when I think of England.
We made our way here after spending Friday night in Tavistock with Becky & John and their kids Izzy & Grace. John took us down to the pub on our mission for Chinese take out. Somehow 15 pints of beer got in our way and we had to take them out. We decided 5 each would be the best way to take care of them. Especially since we had less than 2 hours. Good idea. It fueled our intense game of Ping Pong/Table Tennis later on in the evening. I'm friggin awesome at boozed table tennis.
We had a little Gilbert (My mom's side of the family) reunion at our cottage. One of the most interesting points of the night was a recreation of an old photo of the cousins. On the left is the original photo taken about 25 years ago.
From back left is Cousins Melanie, Paul, Caroline. From left front row is my brother Matthew, Cousin Becky with my sister Stephanie on her lap, then me. To the right is the recreation 25 years later. Same positions. Awesome.
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