Blogs from Brighton, East Sussex, England, United Kingdom, Europe

Doughnuts, fish and chips, candyfloss, maybe fumes from cars nearby. That’s probably the smell you think of when thinking about sea sides in Britain. But no, Brighton to me was a sweep of fresh air, it was the first time I'd ever been, a cold March. I heard a few seagulls, a gust of wind every few minutes. I was cold, but the warmth of the vibe made me forget about that. The pier was how I imagined, old fashioned but still has a young feeling to it, like a teenage dream.I took my shoes off and felt every pebble on my feet, every grain of damp sand, sliding between my toes. Then like ice cubes to your feet I felt the cold rush of British water. It wasnt just the beach I fell in love ... read more

After a few hours of train hopping, I made it to Brighton. The buildings were much nicer than Dover and the shops were a lot more interesting. I walked to the Royal Pavillion first. It was so tacky. Apparently a royla had had a fascination with Asia so he built a palace that was a mixmatch of a bunch of Asian styles. It's so odd sitting in the middle of a bunch of British buildings. Next was the Brighton Museum. Like the Pavillion, it was a total mixmatch exept instead of architecture it was exhibits. They had ancient Egypt, 20th century art, Brighton history, fashion, and performance costumes. Such an odd collection. Then I went to the Pier. It was pretty much a carnival; a bunch of rides and fair food crammed onto the wooden pier. ... read more