Cornwall is famous for its cuisine. Be sure to try Cornish pages—pastries filled with meat, potatoes, and parsnips, baked in a crescent shape. Legend has it that miners ate them by the rolled edge to keep their hands clean. Today, they’re baked in every village, and each baker considers their own recipe the only true one.
Also worth a visit is the Eden Project—giant domes growing tropical plants. This isn’t just a botanical garden—it’s a metaphor for restoration: the project is built on an abandoned quarry that has become a symbol of rebirth.
The Cornish are unique. They consider themselves not English, but Cornish, with their own language (though fewer than 500 people speak it today). They are proud, reserved, but incredibly hospitable if you respect their land.
Transportation: Trains to Penzance, then buses or cars. The roads are narrow, often without guardrails near the cliffs. But every kilometer is worth it.
In conclusion, Cornwall isn’t a place for a “to-do list.” It’s a place for emptiness. Come here to get lost—and find yourself in the sound of the surf.
