So after my Sunday at Church, I got up Monday morning, packed my bag and headed south to Brighton to visit my friends Chhaya and Ben from Miami. Unfortunately the first thing I did Monday morning was break my camera as I was walking to the bus (I tried to take it out of my pocket, it turned on while I was doing it and I somehow dropped it on the ground, RIGHT ON THE LENS. Lens Error. Dead. Sad) so I have no pictures of Brighton (even though it was awesome). I’ll have to steal some from Chhaya.
I got to Brighton around 9:30 and met Chhaya at the station. She greeted me with the news that Osama Bin Laden had been killed. I knew it was going to be a good day.
We grabbed the train to her house and we stopped by to drop my bag off and grab a bit to eat. Afterward she took me to see the University of Sussex’ campus (where she and Ben are studying this semester) and we woke Ben up to make him hang out with us. We had a nice chat over a cup of tea (SO BRITISH) and then Chhaya and I headed out to Brighton itself to see the town, where Ben would meet us later that day. Brighton was a really cool city, right on the English Channel. First thing we did was walk down the Boardwalk on the beach, which made me flash back to Miami and the South Beach Boardwalk (which, no offense Brighton, is way more awesome). Our walk eventually led us to Brighton Pier, a cool little carnival stretching out in to the sea. We walked up and down the pier and had a hard time resisting all the possible ways to waste our money, but managed it just the same. There were a bunch of rides (Log Flume, Crazy Mouse, etc) but a single ticket cost something like £5. And I need to spend as little as possible for the next two months, so no rides. I eventually did cave in to a cone of soft serve, but gelato has ruined all other ice cream for the rest of my life. It was just average.
We left the Pier and wandered over to the Royal Pavilion, a palace built by the Royal Family in an Indian/Mandarin Chinese style. Now is when I would just put a picture up instead of describing it, but I don’t have any! It was a pretty building though.
Ben finally made it in to town at this point, and we started walking around trying to decide what to do. We eventually made our way to a part of Brighton called the Laines, which is their version of Minos’s Labyrinth. In other words, even people who have lived there their entire lives still get lost there, and there’s a rabid half-man/half-beast creature there hunting all who get lost/trapped. I liked it. We spent a while there wandering around/avoiding the Brightotaur and at one point saw a random Hindi parade dancing in the streets. It was completely unexpected but pretty awesome. We also stopped at Dunkin Donuts to get fatty horrible things, and I got a Lemon Meringue donut, which was worth every single gram of fat. After, we walked back to Chhaya’s to get my bags so I could head back to London and take off back to Milan. I bid a fond farewell to my friends and to the UK and took off for home once more.
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