Went for a walk along the Brighton promenade this morning. Surprised by the cleanliness of the beach front - particularly after experiencing the Ostia beach in Rome. But also the stone instead of sand was a bit strange - clean but strange - and very hard to walk on.
There were sheltered seats regularly along this well used promenade that had homeless men sleeping on each one. At least a dozen on this stretch with cyclists, runners, walkers, dogs moving past at regular intervals. It felt weird and sad.
A leisurely morning, as I had no plans, except head up to London at some stage. I walked again back to the Brighton station checking out the shops in this really nice town. No wonder so many people like to live here. Lucy said the rental prices are similar to the expensive London market however a much nicer place to live I fancy, if you didn't mind the time and expense of commuting to London - which many do apparently.
When the express arrived at Victoria Station, with a bit of help from Google, I walked to my next hotel in Paddington, through the gorgeous Hyde Park. So big a green space in the city. With some delightful scenes of squirrels and ducks and people enjoying the tranquil nature of this place.
The Metro Hotel in Paddington was right in the middle of things and my small single room with a shared bathroom up the stairs and it's balcony that looked on to the street, was just the place I hoped for to end my OS holiday. I decided to go to Les Mis at West End that night and so, after booking a cheap seat, I was able to find a charity shop that was able to deck me out in suitable attire for the night. Perfect.
The show was magnificent. My seat required a lot of leaning forward, as the website had advised me before I bought it, but I didn't mind. I met this lovely woman from Norway who was watching the show for the 40th time. Usually she watched it here at the Queen’s Theatre, making the trip over at least twice a year on average I worked out. Amazing.
The trip home at 11pm on the underground was also awesome. It was then I realised how impressive the underground was. It was just like the board game that Pauline had brought with her so many years ago that my siblings and I used to love playing. I recently was able to play it again when Lily's friend, Eddie Laverack, brought it over on Lily's birthday earlier this year.
It was hard to get to sleep this night as it was noisy on the street, hot in the room and an early rise time (5:30) meant it was hard to rest worrying about sleeping through the alarm.
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