The West Pier
Clockwise from top left: the Ferris wheel; a roller coaster on the pier; the pebble beach with the West Pier in the backgorund
One of the things that had been sitting on our to-do list was to check
out Brighton. We had been trying to do a weekend away with Sam and Shaun for a
while, and after much attempted planning, we ended picking Brighton on a
weekend that coincided with Monique’s birthday.
We headed down on the train on the Friday night after work and then
spent the weekend exploring the quaint lanes, the pebble beach, the teas rooms
and pubs, and of course the fairground on the pier.
Brighton is an interesting place. On the one hand it is quite quaint
and pretty, on the other, just slightly rough around the edges and in need of a
coat of paint.
Perhaps the defining feature of the weekend was the extraordinary
wind that was blowing in off the ocean. We can’t think of ever experiencing a
stronger one. Watching Monique and Sam trying to convince themselves that it
was ice cream weather in gale-force wind was amusing. And messy.
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