Six years ago I was on Brighton Pier in Sussex, England for a big birthday. I was staying in London and East Anglia with friends. Then on May 9 I took the train to Brighton, where I was born. Rain was coming down in giraffes and hyenas. I had booked a Hop on Hop off bus tour of the town. I was the only passenger on the bus! But I had a great time anyway. What ya gonna do?
So last year, another even bigger birthday (they get huge after a while) came up and I had intended to visit London again with a friend. But I couldn’t get my head wrapped around it.
And I gradually came to realize it was because I needed to go back to Worthing, the last place my parents and I Iived the first time we emigrated to the US.
So this year I decided to stay in Worthing for nine days to check it out.
One of the best decisions I’ve ever made in my entire life!
So on my birthday I took the Stagecoach #700 bus to Brighton. It was a super day. A day I will never forget.
I was fortunate to have such great weather on this visit. It rained one afternoon during nine days.
I bought my fish ‘n chips at the same place at the entrance to the pier. Found a seat and ate. I don’t have words to express how I feel about this. So many emotions.
My view as I ate my fish ‘n chips.
The cousin of the seagull who stole my fish ‘n chips on my birthday on Santa Catalina Island (see post here).
I love piers. I wouldn’t want to live anywhere there was not a pier! How else can you walk out into a serious body of water?
I walked all the way down to Hove and the West Pier, closed in 1975 and destroyed by fires in 2003.
From Brighton, my parents and I (what choice did I have?) moved to Argentina where my mother had happy memories of her childhood. But apparently living there as an adult didn’t quite cut it… at least for my dad. When we returned to England we settled in Hove. Brighton and Hove combined and were granted city status by the queen in 2001.
Click below for photos I took as I walked down to Hove and then back to the Brighton Pier.
I stayed on the Brighton seafront this time. I’ve visited other areas of Brighton on previous trips including a tour of the Royal Pavilion. I’d like to do that again on my next trip. You only have one birthplace. Honor it.