Getting up bright and early on a Bank Holiday Saturday is not my favourite thing, especially when I’m on the tail end of the busiest month of the year at work. But one thing I hate more than early mornings is traffic, and I will do nearly anything to avoid sitting in the car park that is the M25! So when my boyfriend and I decided a last minute trip to Brighton was on the cards, alarms were set and we were off before I’m usually even awake on a weekend.
The early morning paid off nicely as we managed to avoid any sign of traffic, and found ourselves in sunny Brighton by half 10. Car parked, coffee bought, we quickly were on our way down to Brighton Pier to start our day as typical tourists. Brighton is one of my favourite seaside towns, and visiting the games arcades brings back such great memories from my childhood. After wasting our well earnt pennies shooting zombies and whacking minions, I was somehow convinced to take a ride on a couple of the fairground rides.
It didn’t take much to remind me why I wasn’t a fan of the rides as I was flung around, desperately hoping the safety bar wouldn’t swing open. I still managed a second ride before calling it a day, which meant we could start on my favourite seaside activity – eating freshly baked doughnuts! There are a few things that come to mind when I think of the great British seaside:
- Seagulls the size of small children
- Fish and chips
- Seagulls stealing said chips
There was absolutely no question that on a beautifully sunny day, we had to chill out on the stony beach and treat ourselves to some deliciously crunchy, fresh from the fryer, still hot doughnuts. Mmm…so good!
After dipping my feet in the water, I was reminded just how much it hurts to walk on the stones barefoot. Although we’d sat a mere couple of metres from the retreating waves, it took me over 10 minutes to get back to our stuff. Good job no-one tried to nick anything, as there was no chance I’d have been able to run after them!
Next stop on our tourist day was the famous Brighton Lanes. A cute shopping area that always makes me think of Diagon Alley (one for the Harry Potter fans…), the shops are spread out into small squares, winding back streets and roads. It’s so easy to get lost wandering around, but that just adds to the charm of the area. As it was such a sunny day, there were loads of people milling about in the streets, and every pub we passed had people hanging out in front enjoying a cheeky tipple. Me? Well I was on a mission to find a square we’d visited on our last trip to Brighton a few years ago, because I was sure there were good food places we could stop at.
Eventually stumbling upon the square I’d been looking for, it wasn’t quite as remembered, but we still managed to grab some lunch before exploring a bit further. Despite numerous visits to Brighton in the past, I had never visited the Brighton Pavilion. I don’t know why, but I always thought it was the old pier which is a short walk from the main tourist area. However, as we sat enjoying our lunch, I saw a sign saying it was just a few minutes walk from where we were. Not wanting to miss an opportunity to finally see it, we followed the signs and found ourselves in the gardens of the Pavilion looking at a stunning building. How I’ve never stumbled upon this before I’ll never know as it’s right in the centre of Brighton, and I’ve probably walked past it so many times in the past and just not noticed. Better late than never I guess!
By now we’d been in Brighton most of the day and it was slowly turning to evening. As we’d left it so late to have lunch, we weren’t hungry to enjoy the chilled vibes of Brighton as the sun goes down at dinner time. Our tourist day had been a success, so we jumped back in the car to face the traffic on the way home. Again, surprisingly, the motorways were unexpectedly clear, allowing us a lovely drive home. The perfect way to end a day at the seaside!