The lonesome traveller update

I am currently sat in a very nice, but slightly busy Starbucks cafe on the corner where North Rd meets Jubilee Street in Brighton, United Kingdom. It’s actually a rather nice day today. The sun is shining, there’s only a slight breeze and the temperature is more than comfortable, considering it’s a city situated by the seaside. As it is a Sunday, there are quite a few people out and about, but in true Sunday fashion everyone is strolling down the streets in a relaxed tempo, enjoying the weather and all the charming markets and attractions that Brighton has to offer in the summer.

I feel bad for wasting away a beautiful day like this sitting inside, plotting away on my laptop, instead of sitting down at the beach, soaking in the sun and relishing in the beauty of the seaside on a day like this. But I have spent quite a few days down by the seaside and beach already, and I keenly felt the symptoms of withdrawal from not having been properly online in a while. Okay, that’s a lie. I have been online every single day, and I am more than updated on the ongoings of the internet. I guess I just wanted to be doing something productive for once, instead of just dallying around watching beautiful views and sunsets, while listening to music.

There’s only so much you can do, I feel, when you’re travelling by yourself. Although I really don’t mind being by myself, there are so many fun activities to do that aren’t really enjoyable when you are alone. Especially when you are so socially uncomfortable as I am. I’m not shy, not really. But I do feel uncomfortable doing things on my own, such as eating out, going to the movies, or amusement parks. I always feel like people are staring at me, wondering, judging; “does she not have any friends?”, “why is she alone” or “how sad, she doesn’t have anyone to be with”. Of course, that’s all in my head. I don’t think anyone really thinks that, nor do I think anyone really thinks about me at all. Or notice me as I walk down the street or sit in a restaurant alone. It just feels like it, you know?

In any case, I’ve had a good time in England so far. Tomorrow I will officially have been here for two weeks. How crazy is that? I’ve spent one week in London, and one week in Brighton so far. I love London. There is so much to see there, so much to do. So much history, so many beautiful buildings and so much activity and charm in the city itself. I would very much like to live there some day. Brighton is lovely as well. With its charming lanes bustling with small coffee shops, markets and small boutiques, and the beautiful seaside with the lively Brighton Pier full of rides and attractions, as well as the charming little beach huts that ultimately made me fall in love with the place.


Beautiful and busy Oxford Street, London


The Brighton beach, with the remains of the West Pier in the horizon

beach huts in various colours

The cute and charming beach huts by the seaside in Hove

I do feel, however, that a week in Brighton was more than enough. In London I was content to just walk around for hours every day, always finding new, unexplored areas and streets, always something new to see. But Brighton is a lot smaller than London, and although I’m sure I have only scratched the surface of what Brighton has to offer, I find that Brighton would no doubt be more enjoyable if you were travelling with someone, or knew someone, and although I have met some really nice people at the hostels I have stayed at, I haven’t really made any proper friends yet. I’m starting to realize that I’m quite bad at that. Making friends.

But today is my last day in Brighton in any case, and tomorrow I will return to London again, as I have a second interview at a job/carer position. I’m quite excited about it actually. It would be a great opportunity for my plans to move to London, as it means I will have accommodation in central London in exchange for a couple of hours of “work” every day, which consists of helping an old man with daily chores. A lovely old man he is as well, so I really hope they decide to take me in. But I’m still in two minds about it, as I was planning on doing some more travelling before settling down anywhere. However, it is a golden opportunity that isn’t likely to happen again anytime soon, I’ve been very lucky, so I think I will have to seriously consider altering my original plans.

In any case, that’s enough of an update for now. I’m hungry, and I’ve been sat in Starbucks for more hours than what is  socially acceptable, I’m sure (I’ve sat here since around 11 and it’s now 3.45 pm). So I’m gonna go and try to find somewhere to eat some dinner.

Until next time!

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