The sky is covered with a marbled pattern of clouds with blue in between. It is not sunny but so far does not look like rain.
In this hotel you do not need an alarm clock. In operation, the shower makes a loud noise like an old vaccum cleaner and this resounds through the partition walls so that everyone can hear it. The first resident to shower awakes everyone else.
As usual, we will get ready to go out and take our coats and bags down to breakfast rather than return to the room. Breakfast is from 8am to 9am and we have been promised vegetarian fare.
On the way to the bus stop, we saw a sign indicating the way to Penn Hill, scene of recent adventures. That and the name Branksome, through which we passed on the bus, show how small the world sometimes is.
The bus took us to Poole where we changed to the number 40 for Swanage. The journey took us through some pretty countryside with spectacular views of Corfe Castle.
In Swanage we had lunch in Beavers Bistro and went up into Prince Albert Park which is a lovely green space in which to relax and enjoy views of the bay. We accordingly spent some time there, “grass surfing”.
When we came down from the park, we stopped for refreshments at the East Bar before taking the 50 bus to Bournemouth. What is special about this route is that the bus goes onto the chain ferry to cross from Studland to Sandbanks. This is quite fun to do, especially if you travel on the open upper deck of the bus.
At this time of year there are long queues of vehicles waiting to cross and one of the benefits of travelling by bus is that the bus doesn’t wait but goes straight to the head of the queue!
Back in Bournemouth, we looked for supper. In the end we settled for pizza at Pizza Express and then took a stroll around Bournemouth as the sun set and the lights came on.
Then we went to the stop to catch the 24 back to the hotel and our bedroom with the sloping walls.