Started the travelling with a stop in Brighton last week. Weird how I have never been there before? Didn’t quite fall in love the first day (except with Café Coho) since there was a storm and I foolishly decided to take a walk by the seaside anyway. Against the wind. Also managed to drop a plate of food upside down in my lap, great.
Met up with Elena later though and everything was good, yummy food and great gin & tonic was had. The came the second day and I fell completely in love. Stupid sunny, fabulous Brighton. Need to be back, and soon.
Not much else to say, except that I’m completely gutted not to be there this weekend. Missing out on The Great Escape, as always.