Over the weekend I travelled down to Brighton for a day trip. It was mostly to see a friend and go to her housewarming party (she is a minute from Hove beach – so jealous!) but as I was child free I took the opportunity to also do what I love best; walking, people watching, eating and browsing vintage shops.
Brighton is one of my most favourite places in the world and I dream of living there one day. It’s vibrant, there’s culture a plenty, it’s pretty and super friendly. I think people joke (maybe sometimes in an unfriendly manner) that it is London by the sea, but it does have that feeling and that is what makes it awesome for me.
Brighton is a colourful city, helped by the brightly coloured front doors on the houses and all the street art around. I started my day wandering over to the beach by walking through North Laine.
I could not take a selfie in front of this wall #dreamy.
A taxidermied mouse in a shop window.
I was super lucky with the weather which managed to stay sunny all day. The wind battered me a bit once I got to the beach though.
After a little sit on the beach taking everything in, I wandered along the pier, something I’ve not done before. After winning a couple of little duck keyrings for the kids in the arcades (I stupidily got a pounds worth of 2p coins to play on the coin pusher thingys – I clearly have watched far too much Tipping Point) I had a look around the rides at he end of the pier.
Time for lunch after that walking. I popped into The Breakfast Club, a chain from London but I have been wanting to visit this place for ages. Totally brilliant and worth my long wait. Service was great; friendly and attentive, drinks were fab – I treated myself to a cocktail and ordered a ginger mojito which was strong, very gingery and with just the right amount of sweetness. The food was great, normally when I’m out I tend to order the veggie options and while vegans and vegetarians are well catered for with some excelling sounding dishes, I went for the Mr Big Chicken, which was fried buttermilk chicken,smoked paprika & melted cheese, mayo, American mustard, piri-piri, guacamole, sweet potato fries (in the bun) & crispy onions in a toasted brioche bun. My goddess, it was amazing and I think I inhaled it in about five minutes.
I needed a walk after that (well, actually I needed a nap, but that wasn’t going to happen) so I plodded through the Lanes looking at the street art and eventually heading back to North Laine to look at some vintage and trying very hard not to spend all my money at once. Quick stop at Pelicano for coffee and cake (these guys really know their coffee and they have a very sweet courtyard at the back to sit in too. The cakes are amazing.) before walking down to Hove to see my chum.
There is a new attraction being built along the seafront, it’s a big doughnut looking thing that rises high onto a plinth. The views it’s going to offer are going to be amazing, but boy is it U.G.L.Y. It just doesn’t seem to fit in with the rest of the seafront.
I didn’t stay too long at Jen’s, I had a train to catch, but it was so good to catch up and meet some of her friends and now that I’ve discovered that an off-peak return train ticket from St Pancras (I am not riding Southern trains anytime soon) can cost me as little as a tenner, I’ll be back again to visit Brighton very soon.