Well, hello! It's been a hot minute since we spoke and between starting a new job, the Corona virus madness, and me being just plain ol' tired - it's been a whirlwind.

But hey - let's jump back in time, and visit a sunny wintery day in England a few weeks ago. This perfect, wintery day in Brighton started off with waking up by hearing the waves crash against the shore at The Grand. After a big breakfast I walked along the beach for a few minutes – and just before Brighton Pier I took left and walked towards the "Lanes". The Lanes are the narrow, narrow streets of central Brighton that are an enjoyable and easy place to get lost. I must admit there were so many good potential shops to browse that I spent the first half hour just walking by shops, window shopping, rather than actually stepping in.

The sun was shining bright over Brighton (see what I did there?) and it was so warm and lovely, and felt more like mid spring than January. And I kept asking myself why I live in a place where January equals the greyest of grey weather...

Come 11, it had been hours since I had my first cup of coffee at breakfast and I stopped aimlessly strolling around and started looking for a coffee spot. I found this place and it looked cozy so I walked in. The ladies in the shop were Italians so as soon as I heard them speak to each-other I knew I the coffee would be good. If you didn't know – Italians take their coffee very seriously. Meaning, most Italian coffee places make a mean cup.

Come late afternoon my legs were tired, and after kind of skipping lunch I opted for an early dinner. The weather was still so very lovely and mild – so I decided to get food to-go and sit on the beach to watch the sun go down.

I walked into one of the places I had initially scribbled down as a potential lunch spot, called What the Pitta, and ordered the meze plate. Being a huge fan of Lebanese food, this was perfect. Other recommendations I got before I went were The Flour Pot Bakery for lunch and CinCin for dinner.

Since I was spending the day by myself, I felt like people-watching on the beach was a much better option than sitting by my myself in a restaurant. It seems a lot of other people thought the same, and I was one of many people who sat by themselves at the beach. I sat there for hours and saw people walk by, eat, drink, laugh and even get engaged (!) - right there on the beach! An evening I'll be able to look back on with fond memories, for sure.