The Dublin & Brighton Travel Blog!

Overdue, but anyway....

Despite feeling disappointed about the Prince concert in Dublin and me stressing out, wondering if I could justify to spend money on a trip away at a time like this, I actually had an enjoyable time in Dublin and don't regret going away now. I was sitting outside a deli near the River Liffey at 10am on a Monday morning with my friends and it occured to me that I need to do this more often. I haven't had a holiday for years and when in London I'm usually wrapped up in 50 things happening at the same time so it was nice to slow down on a Monday morning know that I was "getting away from it all". Especially and the previous two weeks were the most stressful working weeks I've ever had.

Much of our time in Dublin was spent walking around the city and chatting and eating as none of us were in the position to spend, spend, spend. We spent out first night in Dublin watching Sec & The City at the 17 Screen Cineworld, and the next night we saw Prince tribute band Purple Reign perform. They was great and it was an enjoyable night and I even shed a little tear as the played Gold at the very end. I've always wanted to hear this song live and if the Wee Purple One won't play it for me, then I'll settle for his tribute band.

The day after we travelled up to Belfast so I could see my heavily pregnant sister (and parents) and touch her bump. Despite now being past her due date, at time of writing there is no baby yet.

Brighton was a short but enjoyable 26 hour trip. Once I have got back into a financial routine and have some money I definitely want to spend a long weekend there shopping, socialising, and frolicking in the sea. I was happy that I got to do some sea-frolicking this time as I didn't last time and I can't remember why it didn't happen. I went to the beach with Clarissa at 3am due to some drunken gay drama back in her flat and spent some time staring into the waves and darkness (with a lit-up Brighton pier in my periphal vision) thinking about life and stuff. The next day we went back and armed/footed with flip-flops enjoyed a good splash in the water. I don't know why I insit on doing it so much, probably my buried hippie wanting me to get back to nature and connect with the elements maaaaaan.

And now I'm back in London.