Monday, 30 September 2013

Brighton Rocks!


Jamie and I took a day-trip to Brighton to get away from the city for a day. Although Jamie was extremely hungover and it cost about double the amount we thought it would to get there by train we had such an amazing day. Brighton is so beautiful even at this time of year! It was relatively warm at the seaside and there's lots to do. We spent most of our day around The North Laine area, dipping in and out of vintage and relic shops and other cute independent stores including Bert's Homestore (where I wanted to buy everything)! The North Laine area has an abundance of art shops and galleries and the grid of skinny lanes that make up the area is heavy in commissioned graffiti. It's really pretty. 
Jamie took pretty much all of the pictures because I was too lazy to take my camera out of my bag.
LET'S GO!

Art Gallery
Quaint streets 
Gypsy vibes
Exploring is serious. Ya get me?
Leather work
Park at the Royal Pavilion 
Jamie's new ride
We took a walk down to the stoney beach onlooking Brighton Pier and messed about at the shore for a while. Not really in the mood to get involved in the rides on the Pier we decided to soak up the warm sea breeze and enjoy the view. There was a group of people swimming and although I wanted to get a bit crazy and dive in myself, I reasoned that if I couldn't handle the water that had let itself into my boot and gave me a soggy sock, I probably shouldn't drench myself. There's always next time.
Nearly at the Seaside!

Jamie and I

















Chillin
Wind in my hair
... and in my eyes
I love this photo Jamie took
Dangerously close
I got water in my boot! 

Hi!

...FAME! 

Shore
September swimming
On our way back to the train station we stopped off at Bodega, a tiny spanish tapas bar on Church Street, for dinner. The food was delicious and the wine came in 125ml glasses only so I managed my alcohol pretty nicely for a change. Jamie had vowed after a morning of the worst hanging he'd done since we moved to London that he was off the drink. That didn't last for long.

Ensalada de Queso de Cabra
Patatas bravas and Ensalada
Tortilla de Patatas
Afterwards we dragged our tired asses to the train station to sleep all the way back to London Victoria, crawled to Barons Court and into our cosy attic. The shade of lipstick I wore that day was called 'Perfect Day' and it couldn't have been more apt!

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