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Travel Blogs from Brighton
... and I danced the night away with
everyone. We both had a great night and made some new friends.
Saturday morning was a slow start I think you can all guess
why…. Then the afternoon was one of the highlights of my life! Yes that’s right
Harry Potter world. OMG it was amazing. We saw so many sets, props, costumes
and I took that many pictures my phone died. Nick was happy about this as it
meant he could stop posing ...
... we were
there. But it was bloody pricey and noticeably more expensive than Adelaide, so
before we head back there again we'll definitely need to save a few more
Mauritius was awesome. After the craziness of planning a wedding and a 10 month
trip, Prue finishing uni and getting the house ready to rent, laying down
in the sunshine and doing very little was what we both needed and it was one of
the best places for some R n R. ...
And so, eventually we landed in Gatwick and stepped right into the 1960s. I had never been to Gatwick airport and so was previously unaware of the existence of a time portal which forced the main terminal to stay in 1965. After our virtually perfect European train experiences, our train into London was delayed for half an hour due to a signal failure north of Croydon, which was of little surprise to someone used to the British rail network. ...
... to a supermarket to get snacks and a drink so I could have a picnic by the ocean whilst waiting for my train.
I stayed Sunday night at a hostel in central London as I had booked at the last minute a five day tour of Wales that departed from Victoria early Monday morning.
Since parting with Bridget, I'm not able to upload photos from my smaller camera so there are only a few pictures I can show you at the moment from my trip to Brighton. Stay tuned for my Welsh adventures.
... going to have a romantic dinner for two at McDonalds in town, but not before going for a swim. In the sea. The British sea. The sea attached to the country that's not exactly renowned for its tropical weather and toasty warm coastal waters. Living in Cyprus had spoiled me, I hadn't been in the water yet this year because it hadn't reached the requisite 32 degrees, instead I chose to guard my friends' possessions as they took the plunge ...