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I had my first visitor, A., this week and it was so nice to see her and get a slice of Toronto! While I unfortunately still had to go to work during the days we got the chance to hang out in the evenings and on the weekend. It was so much fun to indulge in A's anglophilia and wander the streets of Brighton, play cards with my co-workers, enjoy a picnic, and hang out on the beach:


After an afternoon exploring the guts of the Royal Pavilion (and what strange guts they are) we enjoyed a pitcher of Pimms, a delicious and refreshing British drink of mint, English lemonade and fresh fruit:


This is the perfect fruity summer drink! A. tells me it is for old British ladies but I could get hooked.

On Saturday we decided to go for a hike at the Seven Sisters. When we left Brighton the sun was out and there were no clouds in the sky. The winding bus takes about an hour to get to the Country Park. You may recall that the last time I went I was caught in the rain and became rapidly drenched and miserable. This time we felt lucky. However, as we approached the Seven Sisters the fog descended and obliterated the blue skies. That didn't deter us. Besides, it didn't rain and at least the sheep were content (or bored):


And this little egret:


Trekking over the foggy undulating cliffs we made our way over all seven sisters. The tide is out and the sea is hiding behind the fog:


Sheep fence into the abyss:


A. sitting on one of the numerous, and varying, sheep gates you need to crawl over:


At the end of the trail we arrived at Birling Gap and ate cake while waiting for the bus to Eastbourne, a large resort town with a famous Victorian seafront and pier:


View from the Pier:


As you can see the fog had mostly lifted though it wafted in from time to time like smoke:


A. and I dipped our feet in the water (still cold) and then searched for crabs and fish in the tidal pools, hopping from seaweed covered rock to seaweed covered rock:


I was obsessed with trying to get a picture of Beachy Head at the edge of Eastbourne but the fog conspired against me:



A. left Sunday morning which was sad. I am now scrambling to finish my work in time for my departure to Scotland on Friday. I can't wait.

Posted by broden 13:52 Archived in England Tagged living_abroad

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