Just like old times - Brighton

 The sun is shining! It’s a miracle! It’s a miracle! The wonderful sea-side city of Brighton is located only an hour from London by train and should be known as the capital of gays. Our destination for the day was a town I know very well indeed as I spent 3 weeks there in 2009 and it hadn’t really changed much.
    The burger-seller at Churchill Square still had the most wonderful burgers, W.H. Smith just inside could still tempt me as ever before and yes, I ended up buying a book, the one behind my favorite musical, Wicked.
    As we went to the pier I felt the nostalgia grip around me and I nearly expected my old roommates to be waiting for me by the Ghost House. They never showed up though, but I went on, past the Royal Pavillion and through the Lanes were we sat down for a coffee, watching the city, as alive as ever.

    Our day ended with a bus ride up to Hangleton and down again to see the street where I lived and the beautiful view of the city and the ocean. Though crowded, Brighton was just as I remembered it and even though we lost a precious day in London, I think it might was worth it.

Mari Clémentine