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In the spring I shed my skin and it blows away with the changing wind.


And so begins my Brighton Beach Memoirs. Most of our group took a day trip on Friday to Brighton. After taking the train out through gorgeous green country, we reached the coast. Can you see the ocean yet?


How about now?

And there it is.

It was a tad chilly and pretty windy, but there was sun and ocean, so we were happy :)

It was such a relief to be able to leave the rushed city of London and go to Brighton. We were able to take it slow and just relax.


A pebble beach isn't nearly as comfortable as a sand beach, but it is something to look at.


Here it is ladies and gentlemen. Legit fish and chips on the sea side of Brighton. It was good, except I didn't have nearly enough tartar sauce.

This is a lovely pier that goes out a ways and has treat shops and a mini theme park. It's adorable!




We then basked in the generous sunlight right beside King George's little vacation palace. Don't ask me which King George. I wasn't enough in the touristy mood to take note!

Then comes Saturday! Dezi and I took our second trip to Portobello Road. I have here some snap shots of the kind of stuff people were selling. I would have had more if that British chap didn't tell me to stop! I thought I would obey since he was so nice about it, "No pictures darling."





This here is called Paella. Still not completely sure what exactly that is . . . but it was delicious! I couldn't turn down the smell that was wafting into my face with the sudden gusts of wind.

Basically, it's rice and chicken. I'm not sure why it's so delicious. I'm lost for words.

Mmmm . . . . cupcake :)

That is the most intense cupcake I've ever eaten in my life! The frosting was so thick, you had to swish it around in your mouth before it had enough liquid to actually go down your throat. And it was actually flavored! It was obvious the frosting was blueberry flavored.


Just chilling in one of the most beautiful neighborhoods I've seen on this trip yet!


Everyone, meet my bread. I bought it all, and it is mine.


I am very serious about my bread.

FYI: I just updated my play post!

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  1. Megan! So glad to see you're having a great time, and that you got bread. :) I love European bread! Also, you look splendid in that striped shirt. I approve.

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  2. Looks at those books and that bread!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You could use that bread for a pillow at night. You should save it forever, then I could pet it when you come home.

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  3. You can never have enough tarter sauce. By the way, I agree with Parker, you look great in stripes! There didn't seem to much in the way of waves at the beach. Is this so?

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  4. I love the food that you are experiencing. So fun to eat at new places and especially famous food like Fish and Chips. . Looks better than JCW's fish and chips. Great job on the posting. Keep up the good work. And have fun. If you need anything else at all let us know. Love ya sister.

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  5. I think it's always a thrill to see a sliver of ocean appear in the horizon. Looks like a charming little place. Oh and the food and the shopping! Heaven!

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