Last Friday B and I made our way from London down to Brighton, to make the most of the bank holiday weekend. Although Brighton is only a short trip, we don’t visit half as often as we should, and when we do, it’s always for a reason – a wedding, a birthday or some kind of social event, and we spend our time rushing around meeting as many people as we can in as short a time as possible. On this occasion we were coming to visit a friend who was moving to the Big Apple (NYC), but aside from this we had no plans, no hectic schedule and a whole weekend to explore Brighton at its best. B wasn’t coming down until after work, but having booked the day off I caught the train down first thing, and spent the day strolling round town with friends, enjoyed some sushi, met my Nan for a smoothie and of course ended up spending more than I had planned on clothes. B arrived at around 7:30 and we headed down to Jamie’s Italian to meet my parents for pasta and a glass of wine – it’s a regular for us, I had my usual seafood linguini with squid-ink pasta
On Saturday after grabbing ourselves a curried pasty (the best thing you will ever eat) we met our friends Pop and Sean and caught the bus down to Rottingdean, to walk round the seaside village, visit the antique shops and to find ourselves some crabs! Anyone born and raised in Brighton knows there is nowhere better on the East Sussex coast for Rock-Pooling – I hadn’t been in years. It was great, the weather was pretty overcast, and the clouds were trying their hardest to dump rain on us, but we persevered and it was hilarious – we ran around like 7 year olds, peering under rocks, catching crabs, hopping from rock to rock, as far out as we could go. A bit wet and starving, we grabbed ourselves some fish and chips, then went back to Brighton to meet friends for beer & karaoke – my Beyoncé was on point.
Feeling slightly worse for wear, we rolled out of bed on the Sunday, again meeting Pop & Sean and made our way down to Brighton Marina, to the top of a multi-story car park for a spot of Car-Booting. In need of something to soothe our hangovers, we paid a visit to Mange Tout, a great little café on Trafalgar Street – the breakfast was amazing, Sean & I had the large breakfast, Pop a veggie one and B eggs benedict. Meandering our way through the North Lanes, ending our evening with a Chilli Pickle take-away.