Weymouth to west lulworth

Nothing really entertaining happened on this days walk. I put one foot in front of the other and took the most pictures in any one day. My husband asked me if i had had any epiphanies on the phone the night before and seemed surprised and disappointed that I had not so I spent the day trying to have one. I didn't.

Near the end of the day I came to the Durdle Door, the limestone arch that is the most photographed place on the Dorset coast. Then headed to Lulworth cove and the town of West Lulwtorth. I walked around looking for a campground that Google maps lied about and then doubled back to the Durdle Door where I knew there was another large holiday park and campground. I paid a horrendously high tariff for a very crowded and noisy pitch and headed down the the protected beach by the arch to cook my dinner. Apparently even beautiful surroundings and great hunger were not enough to make the only can of soup they had at the store in West Lulworth, chicken and vegetable, taste good, but the meal was none the less enjoyable. On the way back I met the mother and son from the day before wearing identical silk button up shirts. She called me Lavinia, which was close enough, and her son actually smiled a little and muttered unintelligible things that might have been a greeting.