However the day before, walking off a large waffle, my friend Silvia and I wandered down to Tower Bridge and found it open. Strangely enough I had packed my camera and could capture the exciting moment and now want to share it with you:
Our trip to Brighton did not start well. Why do my posts always start like this? It's almost like it's always my fault. I blame whoever runs London Bridge station and TFL (I could also blame my company for selling their stake in the tube). When we got to the station after waiting 8 minutes for a Northern Line train, we had minutes to get our prepaid tickets out of the machine. The machines had signs stating that you couldn't get prepaid tickets for Brighton. Our train was gone.
Somewhat luckily, it turned out our tickets were open off peak so we could take another one and had to wait. In the waiting we got tempted by a lolly stand.
Giant Haribo coke bottles!
We arrived at Brighton without further incident. When we first arrived it was very windy and overcast and didn't look like it would make much of a day but we decided we had to at least sit on the beach and enjoy fish n chips.
Then of course, we do what you do at Brighton which is brave the Pier. We made the mistake of walking through the arcade when we first walked down it with the horrible clang of lots of gaming machines, but managed to figure out to walk around it. We didn't take any rides but we admired a few of them from a distance. We walked around the side on the way back and I made faces for no reason.
Don't let my face fool you however, as it was very lovely in Brighton. The English talk down their coast so I thought it wouldn't be that nice but I really enjoyed it -- other than for the sunburn I endured for the next few days. We had some delicious milkshakes on the pier and a beer in the pub before heading back to the station and falling asleep on the train back.
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