Spent Friday enjoying time in Brighton for the Great Escape festival. It's a place that always lingers at the back of my mind until I decide again to visit again and am soon reminded why I loved it so much in the first place. For me it's a spectacular town full of romance and nostalgia, in whatever form they might choose to take in one's mind.
There was something quite dreamy about strolling the Pier during sunset and seeing the attractions wind down into a slumber. There's a contrasting feeling of being engulfed by the bright lights, fairground rides and painted boards while lurking through the gaps in the floorboards is the dark turbulent ocean tide.
