They call it Brighton, not Dimton

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I got to spend an afternoon in Brighton.  I strolled a British pier like I’ve wanted to do since forever (or since I found out that they existed when I first read Never Let Me Go).  It was appropriately windy and sunny with just enough brisk ocean spray to remind me of the beaches back home.IMG_3005

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I shielded my fish and chips from the seagulls balancing like kites on the wind.  Aggressive dirty assholes.

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We rode bumper cars with all the other kids under ten years old.  And beat the shit out of them.
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I didn’t get any pictures of the lanes, but I now know where to go if ever I need to buy some cheap knitted sweaters or flannels.

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I’d like to return one day; take some time to sip a few more coffees, browse through second-hand racks, watch a sunset bundled in a blanket from the whipping wind.

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One thought on “They call it Brighton, not Dimton

  1. Neat! Kind of like Coney Island … and Santa Cruz … and Navy Pier and they ALL have seagulls! I love your “wanderings” / “wonderings” … they are so you … so brave, Merida! You stood up to those seagulls!

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