This Saturday, George and I woke up to the most beautiful day we’ve had in a while. It was 70 degrees and the sun was shining. I know it doesn’t sound that warm, but it was great. Since we only live an hour and a half from the coast, we decided to make a trip to the beach or more specifically, Brighton.
The Victorian pier in Brighton is the city’s main attraction and it’s definitely worth a visit. There are carnival games, rides, an arcade, and lots of tasty food stalls.
For lunch, we got some fresh seafood from one of the vendors along the promenade and then we had to decide what we wanted for dessert. There were plenty of fried options along with frozen yogurt and milkshakes. We were both a little chilly from the wind, so we chose the donuts which were fresh out of the fryer.
After lunch, we walked around the pier for a while, then we headed down to the beach. The waves were really big, but hardly anyone was in the water because it was too cold. Even though we didn’t get in, it was still nice just to be near the water.
Later in the day we drove to Beachy Head in Eastbourne, which was about a forty minute drive. And as we drove away from the excitement of Brighton into quieter villages, we watched as the coastline changed from rocky beach to white chalk cliffs.
Everyone has heard of the White Cliffs of Dover, but Beachy Head is actually the tallest chalk sea cliff in the UK. Next to the cliff stands the iconic Beachy Head lighthouse which dates back to 1902.
We spent a good amount of time at Beachy Head, because it was so beautiful we didn’t want to leave. We found a blanket in our car and just sat near the edge, watching as the tides changed. At high tide, you can’t see any of the steps up to the lighthouse. But at low tide, the steps and more of the rocks below are exposed.