Usually I like to give my picture posts a bookish angle if possible, but my only excuse for this one is that this blog occasionally moonlights as a travel blog. I went to Brighton and Eastbourne last weekend, and it did me a world of good to see that no matter what great or small anguishes I find myself immersed in, there’s the sun and the sky and the sea, and I’m still capable of enjoying just being in the world.
I haven’t read Brighton Rock (I should, shouldn’t I? Should I?) and I didn’t make it to any cool bookshops on this trip, so the only bookish thing I have to share is my visit to the very impressive Jubilee Library, whose children’s area gave me serious library envy. Remember everything that frustrated me about the new Manchester Central Library? Well, Brighton gets it 100% right.
Love the Pride flag.
So much space!
The Teen area.
My visit coincided with Pride Weekend, and the atmosphere in the city was great. The streets were packed with people of all ages, and it was celebratory and lovely and a good reminder of why it matters so much for people to know they’re not alone.
The Lanes, which reminded me a bit of the Snickelways in York. Needless to say, I loved them.
The famous Pavilion.
Inside Brighton Dome.
I went to see War Stories exhibition at Brighton Museum & Art Gallery and I really loved it. It focuses on thirteen people who lived through (or died in) the Great War, and the diverse selection and very personal angle really made it stand out. If you find yourself in Brighton in the next few months I definitely recommend it.
The sun came out just as we went on the Pier - yay.
Creepy but kind of cool.
The Pier from my room.
Obligatory West Pier at sunset photo.
Brighton Pier at night.
...and Eastbourne Pier early in the morning.
I fell hard for the South Downs. I want to spend a week-long holiday doing nothing but wandering by the cliffs.
Beachy Head! (Aka the setting for the Quidditch World Cup in Goblet of Fire.)
Eastbourne from Beachy Head.
The world is splendorous.
Quick life update: blogging time has been very scarce, so it’s been silent around here even though there are a ton of books I’m excited to tell you about (Landline! Bad Feminist! My Real Children, which I’ve only just started but am already in love with.) I’ll get to them eventually — thank you for bearing with me in the meantime.