All my good intentions of keeping up to date and blogging on a regular basis seem to have slipped already. My trip to Bournemouth, where these photos were taken, was a long time ago. Way back in May, to be precise. But looking at them again has me remembering how much I love the British seaside.
The weather was typical of good ol’ England and ranged drastically between glorious sunshine and throwing down rain like it was the middle of winter but my friends and I still managed to have a paddle in the sea, have lunch on the seafront and just generally get our fill of sea air. We visited on the weekend of the annual Wheels Festival so there was all kinds of activities involving cars, bikes, rollerblades… Of course, I couldn’t leave without a trip along the pier, a stick of Rock and even a few cocktails at the bar overlooking the sea. There is just something about the amount of space and air of the coast that calms me down like no where else can.
As well as trips to the seaside I have been further afield in the last few months, so there’ll be a few posts coming up that are decidedly more sunny, warm and Spanish!
A good few months ago myself and some friends went on a jaunt across the channel to Paris. I still find it crazy that in a day you can hop on the Eurostar, visit a different country, and then jump on the train back home. This particular trip was a 21st birthday present from my lovely mum, for myself and my two best friends. I’d been harping on about visiting the city so to presented with the Eurostar tickets was an absolute dream!
After an early start we certainly packed a lot into one day. Arriving in Paris and immediately hopping on the metro. As a former Londoner, I feel like the Parisian metro was easy enough, I just didn’t count on the doors closing so quickly. Getting trapped between those was not fun! All the classics had to be seen and after grabbing a fresh baguette we prepared ourselves for the climb up the Eiffel Tower. The may have been a large amount of stairs but the views were more than worth it. There was even a little bread festival going on outside the Notre Dame!
A day in Paris was the best birthday present I could have been given. The city is stunning and well worth a visit. Next time I hope to stay a few days, really experience the city.