It finally happened!
After 6 years of living in London, I can finally say I have been to Brighton.
On a sunny Sunday morning we jumped on the train ready for a day of exploring.
We wandered down all the little streets Brighton had to offer. Even on a Sunday it was full of people, a real mix; families on a day out, tourists from far and near, hen parties feeling the aftermath of a big weekend.
(I was a little too caught up in exploring, tasting and watching, that I didn’t take many pictures, this is a just a little snippet).
We made our way out of the busy streets and landed on the beach.
We sat on the beach, soaking up the sun, smell of the sea and the noise of fair ground rides.
“What you looking at?”
We found the most amazing little arcade full of vintage games.
It was time to hit the pier.
A wonderful day out, not quite caught on camera.
I went home with a smile on my face and a souvenir from our success at the arcade.