This past Monday, I embarked on a nail-biting adventure to Brighton with my dear friend Sara! Brighton is a lovely town right on the English Channel in Southern England, and Sara had already been planning to go for a couple of days ahead. I only decided the night before.....

We decided to get up kinda early to get to the Victoria train station in time to get tickets; by train it takes about an hour or so to get there. So, with all these early intentions of getting started, of course we get to the train station around 11 and get in to buy our tickets. We were expecting to pay about 10 pounds for an open-return because that's how much they were online...except we found out it was 22 pounds per person for an open-return; it's only 10 pounds if you book ahead of time online.

Jk! Too much cash monies, haha.

So we asked where the coach station was because taking the coach is always cheaper; it just takes double the time to get anywhere. While all this was going on, we saw a quite fit guy a little ahead of us line; his eyes were the prettiest of all. But we couldn't figure out if he was gay or not because it was obvious he was traveling with this other guy. So Sara kept eyeing him trying to get his attention. Nothing worked though, so naturally Sara decided she would pretend to propose to me in the middle of Victoria train station just to see if he and his friend would notice. They didn't obviously, haha.

After taking pictures of Sara with guys from the Misfits as they flashed onto one of the advertisement boards, we made it to the coach station, bought our tickets, and made it on the bus with barely five minutes to spare before it left.

It took about two hours and some change to arrive in Brighton. We hit up the pier straight away and spent most of the day there feeding killer seagulls the leftovers from my fish and chips, outsmarting chavs in the arcade, and riding some rides. Actually, I didn't ride anything, but Sara rode the Super Booster and I took a video. She screamed everytime it went around.

We also went out on the beach for a little while. The shore isn't made of sand, but of rocks and pebbles. A couple of times we were almost soaked in the feet from the tide because we weren't paying attention. It doesn't sound like it, but it was hilarious. Later, we had dinner at the Black Lion pub, and hopped on the bus back home, but not before trying to predict when the waves would crash over the groyne by the pier.

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On Tuesday night, I got the opportunity to attend my first red-carpet film premier! It was for the movie Anonymous, which explores the theory that Shakespeare did not actually write any of the works on which his name is penned. At the premier, I got all the main characters autographs except for Rhys Ifans, and I even was able to have my picture taken with David Thewlis!

The premier itself wasn't large scale, and I am not one who regularly follows celebrities, but it was so surreal standing beside the red-carpet and taking pictures of actors standing less than a foot in front of me, who, until that moment, I've only ever seen on the telly. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience, and hopefully I'll attend one or two more premieres before leaving!