Boiling in Brighton
June 13th, 2008Having reported that I abandoned my attempt to go to Brighton the other week due to dire weather conditions, I took advantage of the sunshine last Sunday and jumped on a train to the coast.
Armed with a camera and sunglasses I enjoyed a great day at the seaside. Brighton is really big, not like the quaint seaside towns I’m used to up North - it’s actually like Bournemouth. I made my way down from the massive train station to the sea front where the promenade stretches for miles. It’s all so heavily built up - like a foreign resort. I spent most of the day strolling along the stony beach (shame it’s not sandy) taking in the sights of the burnt-out west pier and then walking along the main pier. This is great - full of classic seaside games, arcades, shops and funfairs. I bought fish and chips and watched the jet skiers zoom around beneath the pier, showing off to the crowds by doing stunts.
Click here to see my panorama of the pier.
Luckily for me, I had chosen to come to Brighton on the day of the famous ‘London to Brighton Classic Car Rally’. The finish line was just on the promenade so I spent most of the afternoon watching the cars come in which parked up along the sea front. The proud owners stood by their vehicles, happily ready to tell you all about their pride and joy.
Heading back to the station I did have a wonder through the winding shopping streets and had time to check out the famous Royal Pavilion, styled like an Indian palace by architect John Nash between 1815-1823. It’s quite spectacular.
I had a great day out but forgot to take sun cream so unfortunately I looked like classic Brit abroad for the journey back to London.

Deck chairs on the promenade

View from the beach

Brighton pier

Jet skiers

Car rally on the sea front

The Royal Pavillion
































