An afternoon in Brighton

It’s end of November. Maybe not the perfect time of the year for going to the beach, at least not in UK. But it’s late to regret. I’m in the train to Brighton. 

Something weird is happening with the weather because last week it was freezing and today I’m just wearing my blazer, even though, the sky is completely grey.

Brighton is colourful, full of nice shops and beautiful streets. The best part of travelling around this time of the year is that Christmas decoration is all over the places. And, honestly, I love it! The idea today is to get lost into the different lanes, do some "window shopping", and then go to the beach.

Shops here are lovely and maybe a little bit less expense than in London, anyway, I’m not about to buy anything today.

There is a cake shop that deserve a visit, the cakes are amazing. However, I won’t like to eat any of them. They seems to be art more than cakes. They are nice but at the same time, dark and creepy.

The seaside is close to the city centre. My friend has already warned me and I wasn’t expecting a sandy beach. The pier catches your sight in the first minute. It is nice. And you start walking on it without realizing actually you are walking over the sea. There is an amusement park, but I don’t want to imagine how it should be to be in the roller-coaster so close to the water. I believe it should be as if you were about to fall to the sea.

Time flies when you are having fun. It’s time to go back home.