brighton

The sheer number of places that can be reached within an hour of leaving London will never cease to delight me. Yes I said delight. Yes I am pretty happy with my word choice.

We made a very last-minute decision to go to Brighton for the night on Saturday. Less than an hour by train- Brighton is the London version of Coney Island. Wait, no Rehobeth Beach. Wait, no it’s a true English seaside town. Wait. Whatever Brighton is, it is enough to merit a recent New York Times article my brother fortuitously sent to me. I say fortuitous because sometimes guidebooks are rubbish, no?

I have always wanted to go. Like the rest of the people who romanticize these iconic places- I imagined we would stroll hand in hand along the boardless-boardwalk, smelling the fish & chips, taking in the seaside air, while women with parasols strolled by.

But it was better than that. It rained nonstop and the gale force winds were so strong I was actually partially lifted off the ground. Brighton is every bit as charming as I imagined. We will be back.

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4 Comments

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4 responses to “brighton

  1. Virg

    Do you guys ever just relax and stay  home on the weekends???!!!! 🙂

  2. yael

    Now why would we do that?!

  3. Josh

    Great drinking weather!

  4. tosha

    just how many knee-high boots in how many colors do you own?

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