After trying to push the lighthouse over for awhile (har har) we decided to climb it. The walls were so thick (2 metres at the base) and the view was great. Actually I felt quite queezy walking around the small balcony up so high, especially with the wind blowing a gale - I thought I might get blown away and had wobbly knees for awhile afterwards. Lance of course wasn't phased at at. On the way down I kept looks through the holes in the stairs and you could see all the way down the stair spiral to the bottom - yikes!

We bought ourselves a little minature white lighthouse to commemorate the occasion.