Brighton

Toes in the water, ass in the sand. Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand...life is good today.

After being a lifeguard for the past four years and spending 95% of my summer by the side of a pool or on the beach front, I was a little sad to give that up this year. I can't really complain cause I am living the life in London, but it is a reasonable thing to miss. It is also the time I actually don't look so pale and pasty, but I always lose that tan within weeks of being at school, so no real loss right?

Originally I had planned on missing the Brighton trip and using it as a free weekend to travel somewhere, however, I am happy I didn't do this. It was an hour and a half ride outside of London but we were lucky with beautiful weather, so I do not think anyone minded. Half way through this adorable old couple got on the train with canes, the train was crowded and although you had a ticket you weren't necessarily guaranteed a seat. As a nice American and a good person, Lawler hopped up and offered the woman her seat. The look of gratefulness on her face was priceless. I offered my seat to her husband, although grateful he said no thanks. Which is fine.

After a tour of the royal grounds, which I believe was made by King Henry IV, we were beach bound. We all had very american food for lunch, except for Mave and Goose who got fish and chips. The thing about Brighton is that it is a pebble beach, and while hot sand sucks to walk on, just imagine hot rocks....not so fun. We set up camp not too far from the water and enjoyed laying out and hanging. SBP and I attempted to run down to the water...by the time we got to the water our feet hurt so bad. Don't believe me? Check out SBP' s bruises on the bottom of her feet. Luckily, I do not have that problem. We ventured out waist deep, but the water was freezing so we hurried back to dry up in the sun. Right before we left, Lawler, SBP and I tried one more time to go into the water. We managed to wade out there despite it being freezing. Once we were out pretty deep, we all dared each other to go under at the same time. Not only did we do this once, but twice. The water is much salter than I thought it would have been. But the refreshing temperature was well worth the dare.

We headed home and the majority of the group had decided to go out to a club called Roxy. Lawler dressed the boys in stunnaa outfits, dressing them in what was acceptable for a club and what would attract the ladies. The club was in Soho, fairly close to our house so it was a nice easy walk. We all danced like there was no tomorrow...even the boys, like RJ, who I thought couldn't dance were out there. We had one casualty, Rob, who somehow attempted to get in without paying so the bouncers unfortunately dismissed him. The boys that were left watched out for creepers for the girls, which I thought was really funny/sweet. My favorite example is a boy that apparently was creeping on Goose (she had no idea), RJ intervened looking at the guy, "Dude she doesn't want to dance with you". The creeper replied with a "she can decide for herself", which only got a stronger response from RJ basically telling him to eff off. When the creep attempted a few minutes later, RJ started to roll up his sleeves...giving the guy a much needed message. Needless to say I don't believe Goose will ever be creeped on again. I had so much fun and around 2 we all made our back to the house, all of our feet were covered in dirt. Lawler and I ended up hanging out with the boys in their flat for awhile longer. We played hot seat, which may be my new favorite game. Basically one person out of the group is in the "hot seat" and everyone in the room can ask them any question they want and the person has to answer. It was a lot of fun, my main question to the boys was if I fell asleep would they carry me downstairs to my bed. Although, I am sure I would have been left on the couch, they all said yes. Which apparently was comforting enough for me to fall asleep. When I woke up they were all still playing hot seat, when I asked Mave what time it was she said "I don't know but the sun is coming up". Realizing this I asked my hubby (refer to earlier post) to carry me downstairs, which he kindly did and then he tucked me in! Haha and saturday was the first day I have slept in since the first few days we got here. YAY!