Somehow I never manage to catch Brighton at her best. It’s either freezing cold with appalling weather or gloriously hot but rammed so tightly with people that you can barely move. Most recently I caught her as her coldest and rainiest self. I’ve found that living in England has made me somewhat immune to the rain. When previously I’d alter plans that involved being outside if it was raining, nowadays I just think about putting on different shoes and another jacket. If I adjusted plans for the weather, I’d never get anywhere here. But this most recent rain suffered in Brighton was something else. It made reasonably nonplussed me, and supremely non phased-by-the-weather Sam, hide away for cover. Pouring rain turned into hail and then back into an umbrella defeating pounding.
Luckily after about an hour, it cleared up and we were left with beautiful if somewhat chilly, skies. I’ve been to Brighton quite a few times now, but to me a trip isn’t complete without a walk on the pier, an ice-cream on the beach and a wander through the Laines (all regardless of weather or season). The Laines were particularly crowded as many people had the same idea that we had, and used them as a hideout from the inclement weather.
Because of Bake Off’s “Creme de la Creme”, I knew I needed to try Julien Plumart’s macarons whilst in Brighton. They were flavourful and exciting. A bit more dense than I’m used to, but stunningly delicious!