Last week I mentioned I was going away for a few days for my mum’s birthday, courtesy of a family friend. I had a guess that we’d be off to Brighton and was beyond thrilled when we arrived on the south east coast of England. A lot of people I have spoken to always mention a universal dream; to travel the world. Whilst I share this dream with them, it’s actually further down on my list than people may first assume. For me, my dreams of travelling actually begin with seeing more of the UK, before exploring places abroad. There’s a lot of different cities and towns I’d love to visit here as I haven’t seen all that many. Brighton was at the top of this list.
We travelled down on Tuesday morning and left early afternoon on Friday, which gave us nearly three whole days of exploration. We tried to do a bit of everything, from exploring The Lanes, to visiting the pier, to browsing around the museum. It was a very busy yet wonderful trip. I was delighted we got to do so much while we were there and actually make the most of what the city had to offer. The Lanes and the North Laine were two of my favourite spots in Brighton. I love independent and quirky shops and these two destinations definitely had them in abundance. It was a creators haven. Whether you love design, photography, stationery, trinkets, food, or just a good cup of coffee, there’s something to please everyone. But don’t worry if these kind of shops aren’t for you, Brighton also has an endless supply of mainstream/chain stores too. I’ve never seen so many shops in one city before, except for London of course. This either expresses just how big Brighton is, or how I am not very well travelled. Either way, if you’re after a good shopping spree, Brighton is the place to be.
My mum’s birthday was on Wednesday so this was the day we spent exploring The Lanes and other shops. We both treated ourselves to a few new clothes and some other bits here and there throughout the few days we were away. It was a holiday after all. Wednesday was also the best day for food. We had breakfast in The Breakfast Club, where I had a green smoothie as well as a glorious jar of banana, cinnamon, oaty goodness (I can’t remember what it was called). Both incredibly tasty, yet incredibly filling! Being a vegetarian, meals out can often be very repetitive for my mum as there isn’t always a vast amount of choice. Our family friend, Mark, had done some research before we went away and found some of the top recommended vegetarian restaurants in Brighton. Top of this list was Food For Friends and trust me, I could not possibly recommend this restaurant highly enough to do it justice. The food is all freshly prepared and caters for vegetarians, vegans, nut allergens, and sufferers of celiac disease; there’s something for everyone. Exquisite tasting food, friendly customer service and a warm atmosphere inside the restaurant, how could you possibly go wrong?
Happy belated birthday to my favourite human being. I hope you had a fab day and trip away mumma. You’ll always be my best friend. I love you.
My mum’s birthday falls on remembrance day; a day to remember those who have died in battle and continue to fight for us. Therefore, we always try to pause the celebrations to participate in the two minutes silence. On the way to breakfast I noticed the memorial in Brighton, which they had decorated with poppies. I wish war was a thing of the past, but I will always be grateful for the life I get to lead thanks to those who have fought and continue to fight for our country, protection, safety and future.
It’s very obvious that Brighton is a hotspot for the arts and creativity. With inspiring scenery and a lively atmosphere, it’s not hard to understand why. Although graffiti is frowned upon by some, I adored the displays of artwork that decorated the street corners and just about any surface possible. My favourite piece is the one pictured above as I feel it portrays heavy, contemporary messages. The optical illusion elements to it also add a fun twist to an otherwise significant statement. Speaking of messages and the arts, our trip to the museum was also very inspiring. Visiting museums is something I did more as a child on school trips. However, they are definitely places I plan on visiting more. Our trip on Thursday to Brighton museum reminded me why I love them so much and how important our voices are. Museums hold more than collections of historical artefacts. They are homes of stories of survival, achievement, politics, society, change and development. There was section of the museum dedicated to young voices, to giving mental health sufferers a voice, to the environment, and my personal favourite a photography exhibition titled Pierdom. My inner love of photography was screaming with joy at the images Simon Roberts has produced in his project over the last three years. His work inspired me to keep taking photographs and to always keep my creative eye open. So that’s what I did on this trip.
I found Brighton to be a complete mismatch of old and new. I believe this is why it’s a very accessible city. It’s easy to find your place there and make it feel like home. Some of the architecture is also incredible, but unfortunately I didn’t get shots I was happy enough with to demonstrate this. Hopefully you get the idea through the vast amount of photographs I am sharing. The mix of traditional and modern definitely didn’t stop me finding some gorgeous houses I definitely wouldn’t mind living in. Particularly the one with the green door, the colour is simply gorgeous! Also, a house with a basement sounds incredible. Talk about goals.
I found a lot to photograph in Brighton. There was endless amounts of subjects I wanted to capture. The buildings screamed beauty, the landscapes projected wonder, and even the animals were ready to strike poses. Don’t mind me in the picture below, I was just kindly asking the bird to keep it’s head still. You know, as you do. Perfectly normal.
This is a long blog post, but I really adored my trip to Brighton and wanted to share some of the moments I captured. A big thank you to Mark for making the trip happen. At last I leave you with some pictures of the seaside, my one true love.
(Disclaimer: the photo of my mum and I, and the portrait of me, belong to Mark – thank you!)