It’s my fifth day in England and I’m loving it. After touching down at Heathrow Friday, S and I walked around near King’s Cross for a few hours with her friend, and we spent the night on her floor. We hit up the Tate Modern the next day before I caught a train (hastily; after missing my coach) to Brighton where SC is studying at the University of Sussex.
SC is a baller. Sunday she took me on a walking tour of Brighton. The Lanes are where the vintage shopping is; we visited Primark, which is like WalMart with nicer clothes. I also remember going to M & S, which SC tells me is like Macy’s- but as soon as you go in, you can smell the bakery.
We walked along the Brighton pebble beach and the pier- beautiful- and then I tried afternoon tea for the first time at a place called the Mock Turtle. Am now in love with tea. SC was nice enough to introduce me to her friends that night over shisha.
I was excited about seeing some castles and white cliffs, so Monday we took the bus to Lewes Castle, a ruin not too far from Brighton, near the Anne of Cleves House. From the barbican, I could see pretty rooftops and countryside stretching out forever in every direction. For a little history, at this castle, Henry III lost the 1264 Battle of Lewes to Simon de Montfort, the “uncrowned king”, who then ruled England for a time with an elected parliament.
That’s my head sticking out from between the crenels.
I was thrilled by that dignified ancient place, as you can probably tell.
After fish and chips in Lewes we went straight to Seven Sisters, which are white chalk cliffs by the coast in Sussex. They’re often used as a stand-in for the White Cliffs of Dover in movies, since they look so similar, but are free of modern development and anachronistic elements.
We’re windblown but happy.
I’m in love with the panoramas I’ve been able to take.