Brighton was really cool, and reminded us both of the boardwalk in Ocean City. Instead of sand, the beach in Brighton is made of medium-sized smooth rocks.
We both threw some rocks in the water, and I could practically hear my dad's voice in my head saying "don't throw rocks near my boat!" In Canada we have a cabin right next to the water, and people walking along the gravel road often toss rocks into the water, which annoys my dad because his boat is docked right there.
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| Seriously, people. Don't feed the birds. |
We walked from the beach to the Royal Pavilion. I'd done a bit of research on Brighton, and we had to do at least one tourist-y thing per day, so we did the Royal Pavilion, which seems to be the only landmark in Brighton, aside from the pier. The Royal Pavilion was actually really cool. We did the audioguide, and if I understood everything correctly, the story is this. George the Fourth was the son of Mad King George the Third. When George the Fourth was just Prince George, he had money and nothing to do, and he didn't want to live with his crazy father, so he moved to Brighton and built a pleasure palace. He was nuts about a style called Chinoiserie, which is pretty much "fake-Chinese." It incorporates some elements of Chinese style, but most of the decorations in the Royal Pavilion were made by people who had never been to China or even met anyone from China, so you can guess just how much they got wrong. Plus, the point wasn't really to have the rooms look Chinese, the point was to show off by packing as many luxurious and wildly decorated things into one room as possible. The result is wild and crazy, but I like it. Maybe I'll redo my apartment...
The building's exteriors are Indian-style, but they're about as authentic as the Chinese interiors.
After the Royal Pavilion, we walked back to the beach to see a beautiful sunset.
Quinn can see a problem here, "how can you build a sand castle?"
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