Brighton

It took me about 10 and half hours to get to Brighton from Edinburgh. Because I haven't traveled for so long time since India, when I arrived in Brighton with sea breeze and beautiful sunrise in 9 in the morning with sleepy head and pain in my back. Brighton is located in south England on the coast, the weather is nicer and warmer and it has beach in the town. The longing blue sky made my first impression of Brighton comfortable and I hit to the street. I came here to meet Cecile a French girl that I used live together in Melbourne for two years. I haven't seen her for over two years so it was quiet exciting. Cecile and her friend Jack came to pick me up from bus stop by a rental car. We went down to the beach and had a cafe. It is famous that Brighton has a beach but this beach is not sandy but it is a rocky beach. Millions of colorful rocks are covered the beach. It is kind of beautiful but not comfortable to walk around. Also, it was warm but just warmer than Edinburgh that I would not swim in the beach... We were going to drop my stuff in Jack's house but when we got to place where Cecile parked her can, there wasn't one. It was not parking area and the car has towed away without a trace. Jack talked police officers and explained whats happened, call a number that they gave him, hit to a bar chilled out a bit with some beer and took a bus to pick up the car and Cecile paid massive fine that I felt bad about, and my first day of Brighton has gone. In the evening, Cecile and I went to airport to pick up friend Fredric from Norway and we all went out to drink in the town. Mostly, we were drinking in a park just in front of the bar and got smashed. We stayed in Jack's room and all four of us squeezed ourselves and slept in the room. It was a tiny space but its free, I can't complain.

The following morning is also sunny day, the comfortable Saturday has began with music bass noise from a distance. I heard it in Edinburgh that Brighton is a town for gay and hippy. There was a biggest parade in the town, gay pride was held. There was massive parade on the street for miles and miles. The street was decollated in lots of colors, hundreds of gays and lesbians were dressed up in fetish and many crazy looking vehicles like bus and even police cars were driving down the street slowly. The parade has gone hour and hours, and we went down to a park had some beers on the glass. We hit to a pub at the night and got drunk till we fall.

Another perfect blue sky has come upon us but we were having a hang over so we just stayed in Jack's house and chilled out in the garden for whole of the day.

The day has began with another perfect blue sky, we decided to go to beach and swim. In the morning, We had beer on one hand and in the other, but the beautiful sunshine has replaced by the cloud from the sea in the evening. The wind started strong and cold, penetrated our skin, ruined our plan completely. Cecile and Jack went away for car move and talk about work. Fredric and I stayed in the beach waiting for them but it was freaking cold. Evacuated into a pub had couple of beers with jazz live music then couple of hours later, Jack and Cecile came back with the costume. I was a monkey, Fredric was a devil, Cecile and Jack were tiger. We put on the costume and head down to the town. Everyone was laughing but it was really cool in the town with costumes on. We went to Jack's friends house and they feed us with lovely roasted dinner. Four whole chickens and vegetables, there were so much that we couldn't finish them all but it was really awesome. We talked about music, hippy and hand crafts till early in the morning and the day was passed me by.

Next day, John came to visit us and we walked around the town but the weather was still shit as England weather so mostly stayed in and chilled out whole day. We watched a movie “Happy Feet” and fell asleep.