Where we live we’re not that far from the south coast of England, and Brighton is our closest point on the coast. Admittedly it is a bit busy a place, but even so it’s lovely having the coast so close (although given the choice these days we’ll usually go to a quieter point by the sea).
My first trip to Brighton was not really ideal: it was in the back of an ambulance at two o’clock in the morning because my local hospital wasn’t prepared to extricate my appendix, which had decided it no longer wanted to cohabitate with me.
Our next trip was a little more normal. We took a wander, and I took a handful of photos as we did.
The first scene that caught my eye was one of the backstreets.
One of the most prominent landmarks on the seafront is the ruins of the West Pier, which ultimately burned down in the early 2000s, after decades of decay.
At the same point on the seafront, where the old pier used to make land, there now stands something altogether more modern.
The i360 is a viewing platform, you get in and it goes up and then you look at the view. Basically like if they look an oversized pod of the London Eye, and made it go up and down a pole instead of around a wheel.
Near the pier there was another familiar tourist sight: someone making giant bubbles.
The last photo I took was of one of the old pier supports, because I loved the textures of the rust.
I didn’t take a lot of photos on this little wander, but this was in May 2019, when I was still struggling to get back into the habit of photographing, in spite of the universe.
Creative Splurges 