Brighton

I went out of the train station. Nothing. I started walking downhill. People were moving in the same direction so I was sure I was right. But still nothing. Suddenly the slightest hint of salt in he air. I may have imagined it. No! Definitely! Here it was again. My pace is increasing. I am nearly running downhill now. Then: seagulls. Shrieking. Flying. I must be very near. And then I go over a little hill and finally can see it. Down the road there it is waiting for me. The sea.

I have finally made it to the English South Coast. I am in Brighton which was recommended by my housemates and the travel guide. Therefore it had to be good, right? Located on the South Coast of England Brighton is about an hour away from London and thus perfect for a day trip. So I, in train, in skirt. It is warm in London. Not in Brighton however. At least not that warm. The wind is strong (how stupid am I? I am on the coast! Of course there is strong wind! Silly!).
Anyway I came to see the sea and I saw it. I even managed to get rid of my shoes and stand in it. Brave me it was effing cold. BUT it was summer there was a hint of sun and no rain therefore feet in water has been a must. Since I did not catch a cold I do not regret it.
Brighton has a lovely town centre with narrow streets and a lot of weird shops. Anybody who loves hippie clothes, secondhand vinyl or cupcake lipstick is in paradise.
I at my first fish and Chips since I came here on the beach. Since I lost my camera in Edinburgh (more on that later) my photos are limited. Sorry. Hope the description helps nevertheless.

See ya, Tini