A few weekends back I was invited to spend 24 hours in my happy place, which just so happens to be Brighton. I often day dream of moving to that charming seaside city some day, so I absolutely grab any opportunity to visit when I can. This was all thanks to Ibis Hotels who offered to put me and my gal pal, Becky, up for the night in their hotel, which is conveniently located only a stone's throw from the train station. I had booked the Friday afternoon off of work meaning I could kickstart my weekend a little earlier than usual, so around 1pm I jumped aboard the train leaving Southampton along the south coast to Brighton. I was rather annoyed by this point as I had brought my laptop to do some work during the two hour journey, but the train didn't have wi-fi on board. What kind of train nowadays doesn't have wi-fi?!
However, we had Brighton at our doorstep, so we dumped our bags, unpacked rather hastily and ventured outside again to explore. What's so wonderful about Brighton is that you can have no plan in mind as to where your day may take you, and have the most incredible adventure. Brighton is full of creative little cafes, boutiques, flea markets and events that you can just stumble upon without intention. For the rest of the afternoon we wandered around the North Laines, stopping for coffee at The Coffee Counter (15 Vine Street, BN1 4AG) followed by some mooching in their hugeeee Beyond Retro store (42 Vine Street, BN1 4AG) and finishing up our afternoon of wandering with a burger at one of my fave Brighton burger joints, Burger Brothers (97 North Rd, BN1 1YE) The guys at BB really know their burgers and exclusively serve burgers - no fries!
After an afternoon of vintage shopping, burgers and coffee (a few of my favourite things in life - can you see why I love Brighton so much now?), we headed to Tesco to pick up a few potentially alcoholic beverages to enjoy from the comfort of our holiday room. I mean, we were technically on holiday, so it's allowed, right?
We mooched around the Dr. Martens store swooning over the range of styles they had in their Brighton store. I was particularly taken with their new marble print collection (pictured above), but wasn't too sure I could pull them off as patent leather just isn't my thaanggg. If they were a matte leather, I'm pretty sure they'd be gracing my feet right this second. I ended up leaving the store with a gifted pair of classic cherry red pair of boots, which I've wanted for years and years. Needless to say, I'm a happy bunny - thanks Dr. Martens! That's the 8th pair of DM's to add to my ever growing collection.
Our feet ended up naturally taking us towards the beach where we strolled down the waterfront coo-ing and aww-ing at all of the dogs we passed. We then decided to walk along the famous Brighton Pier, stopping only to have our fortunes read by the famous Zoltar Speaks fortune teller machine that sits outside the arcade.
A new turn of events will soon come about. A happy reunion with a loved one will make life all you ever wanted it or dreamed it to be. You have a very trusting nature and are easily taken in by so-called friends. Do not be so anxious to do favours unto others, as there is one who is just waiting to take advantage of your good nature.
Oh so mysterious.
We then wandered back towards the North Laines to window shop, people watch and feed my desire to purchase a new cactus to serve as a souvenir for the trip. Luckily we found a little vintage boutique called Flock and tucked right at the back of the shop was a little greenhouse full to the brim with foliage. It was my idea of heaven! The little green shop is called Spiderplant and I thoroughly recommend it for indoor plant enthusiasts like me. I came away with a medium-sized happy new cactus friend to introduce to my plant family; it's already become my favourite plant pal!
With a new cactus and pair of boots in tow, we headed back up the hill to collect our suitcases from Ibis before heading to the station to catch our trains home. At this point, my delayed hangover started to kick in - oops!
Brighton, you were an absolute pleasure, but then again you always are.