Back in August, Emily and I took a trip to Brighton. We only went for a few days, but this was our first trip away in years and the first time for both of us in Brighton. I usually prefer to travel somewhere a little more off the beaten track, but was pleasantly surprised by how quiet Brighton was despite it being the middle of the school holidays.
Our favourite things to do were to walk along or sit on the beach and read, or talk, or listen to the waves crash and see who could throw their pebbles the furthest. We had the beach almost to ourselves some of the time in the early mornings and late evenings.
We walked along the pier at night, which was also very quiet, although there were plenty of people inside playing on the games and fruit machines. Needless to say, we won and lost countless 2p pieces. At the end of the pier all the fairground rides were closed down for the night and it was quite spooky to see them all in the dark.
We had the most delicious very posh cream tea for Emily’s special belated birthday treat. It was a struggle, but we managed to polish off the lot between us, and I fell in love with a beautiful cast iron teapot, which has made it on to my Amazon wishlist.
Away from the beach, Brighton seemed a little tired and run down, but maybe this is because we visited the week after Pride. There is some refurbishment work going on to revive the seaside town, and I felt in parts it was sorely needed. But it didn’t much affect our trip as, like I said, we preferred to stay on the beach anyway.
There is something about the atmosphere in Brighton that is very relaxed and welcoming. I definitely plan to visit again one day.