This was second consecutive Christmas by the sea.
Last year we went to the Caribbean (here are the photos of an incredible place we discovered in Dominica, where Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp used to hide from the world), this year we spent it in Cornwall, two different fascinating scenarios ruled by powerful seas.
Corwall is the south western tip of Britain, bordered to the north and west by the Celtic sea and to the south by the English Channel, famous for its dramatic cliffs, its cute fishermen villages and a history of mining.
If you are not lucky enough to be able to travel to the airport in Newquay (there are only a few routes available), you can fly to Bristol and hire a car (it takes between 3 to 4 hours driving according to where you want to go in Cornwall) or travel to London and get a train down (time varies again from around 4 to 5 hours).
Summer is the best season, the weather is better and it allows you to fully enjoy the stunning nature, including the beaches (even if, I warn you, some of you will find the water too cold to bathe in for more than 3 minutes).
During Christmas, the weather is extreme and quickly changeable but overall quite rainy; it is much warmer though than the rest of England.
Here are a few photos of the south of Cornwall, to get you in the mood.