Brighton is not only absolutely awesome when it comes to a close seaside town but it has also its very own, charming spirit. Life is a little slower there, it’s more relaxed and fits to the unique surfer mentality many locals have.
What’s even more remarkable about this phenomena is that I could already feel and take part in it in March. In fact, it was so sunny and warm that it literally felt as if I’ve just beamed myself to an (English speaking) village in Spain where fish and chips is the main dish. (Yummy!)
It’s been my second visit already and I spent 90% of my time near the sea, again, rather than at some tourist attractions. (Do they even exist?) Shame on me – but the beautiful ocean was well worth marveling at for the whole afternoon.
I forgot about the pleasure of laying at the beach lazily and falling asleep under bright sunshine after having read … attention please … two whole pages of a not-so-deep book.
Luckily, now that all essays and articles are handed in (at least for this month), these kind of trips won’t be a rarity anymore… Be excited!