Brighton!

We've spent the last couple of days in beautiful Brighton... where they seem to have ample amounts of land sharks all around the city... some in front of restaurants... some in front of convenience stores... and this one was on Brighton Pier which I narrowly escaped... land sharks are fast and unpredictable.

Instead of playing slot machines on the pier we chose air hockey... how Canadian of us... this picture was taken after Ashley won... I won the first game... just saying.

Then off to yet another pub where Ashley showed her skills with the fish eye lens...

If you every travel to Brighton... there is one thing you must avoid... it's called Extreme Flame... no matter how much you've had to drink... NEVER enter the Flame... you will live to regret it for days... and maybe months to come!

This was there poor excuse for a veggie burger... *shudder*...

What is a trip to England without stopping at Primark... or "Primani" as the locals call it... which is Primark crossed with Armani... and everyone who shops there has a screaming child... except us... they must have missed that on the way in.

The Royal Pavilion was beautiful... this was King George IV seaside home... he loved everything chinese themed it seemed... there was a giant chinese bobblehead on the way in... probably the first bobblehead... way to go George!

Everyone knows teenage pregnancy is rampant in England... but this is crazy!

Tank Girl!

Ashley bought a pair of shoes at Irregular Choice... they have stacking dolls on them... I was next door drinking a coffee where a 60 year old lady was showing off her new tattoo to her friend... problem was... it was on her lady bits and I saw as well... if I could take out my brain and was it with soap and warm water... I would.

This is a picture of the West Pier which was destroyer by fire a few years earlier...

Our hotel elevator was scary... and would stop between floors... we preferred the stairs... except after the pub... then we would put a brave face on and enter "the box of death".

Note to Mom: Our plane arrives at 3:15pm... so if I get kicked off the plane you'll know by 8:20am Toronto time... if you don't hear from us... we're on the plane.

Ok. We're here.

Hi Friends.

For the fam reading - sorry for the delayed update. We've been at the pub. There were wireless issues etc. but I'd like to be clear; the real reason is that we, and mostly Brock, have been at the pub. In fact, as I type this Brock is drunkingly slurring 'tell them I've been to six - no seven SEVEN pubs.' Yeah... it's day three folks.

The last two nights have come and gone quickly but were amazing fun. My family, Katie and Richard (and adorable pup penny) were phenomenal hosts in their old cottage home. We went on walks in fields to play fetch with Penny and into small towns to drink at local pubs. My fav so far was definitely the legion in Elstead with low ceilings, flagstone floors and cheap (CHEAP!!!!) drinks. And did I mention... little miss Penelope joined us on all journeys. Thai food. Pubs. She was there. I wish Tonka could go to pubs! I think he would love it.

On one of our walks with Penny she introduced me to some horse friends of hers. I swear, the little blonde one wears more eyeliner than I do. Way too cute.

Today we arrived in Brighton after a quick drive. Yeah that's right. A drive. As in I DROVE THERE!!! Richard and I picked up the rental car yesterday and to my dismay they gave us a massive upgrade. I begged for a downgrade so I could have a smaller car but that was all they had. It is huge and so difficult to maneuver. Richard gave me some quick lessons yesterday while patiently and calmly directing me to drive on the left side and stops hitting the curb. I couldn't sleep last night because I was so scared that I would drive us off a cliff, on the wrong side of the road no less. But it was totally smooth sailing. I'll have to take a picture of me beside the beast so you can understand its size.

I will have to post more about Brighton later on but here's a quickie:

We found a hat shop and both have new headgear. Brock's hat makes him look like Captain Highliner and has requested to be called the following names:

1. Ginger Highliner

2. Brock the Highliner

3. Captain Ginger

4. Captain Brock Highliner

Then Brock found the Great Eastern Pub (#6!) which he had researched and we had a vegetarian Sunday Roast. Ab Fab. We of course had to stop at the first of three Brighton record stores another pub and then a charming greaser on the way home from too many drinks called 'Extreme Flame' for (disgusting!) veggie burgers. 

Now we're lying in our separate twin beds (I do think Brighton might just be the world capital for romance) and watching British telly (after I drunkenly demanded the night manager fix it!). Our hotel room is pumping the heat and the windows are wide open in an attempt to combat the lack of temperature control.

On to Nanny's on Tuesday. Word on the street is, she's joined us in the 21st century and has gone wireless. 

xoxo.