Once upon a time there was an eccentric prince called George (later King George IV of Britain) who fell in love with travellers’ tales of the riches and beauty of India. He was a passionate collector of oriental art and dreamed about having a maharaja’s palace in England. True to his vision and deaf to the voices of critics, he transformed a little logging house in the very fashionable at the time seaside resort of Brighton, into a spectacular oriental palace.
The Royal Pavilion in Brighton is one of my favourite buildings in Sussex. So beautiful and such an out of place structure with its slender minarets and graceful domes- a Taj Mahal on the freezing English seashore…
But the Pavilion isn’t the only thing worth visiting in Brighton. I love strolling on the pebble beach (even in December), to turn my face to the sea and listen to its roar. Its vastness calms me down and leaves me in a dreamy mood, making me think about far away lands I would love to visit.
The Lanes, a maze of narrow alleyways and passages in the oldest part of the town, are the remains of the original fishing village of Brighthelmstone. The best way to explore the Lanes is by wandering around them, occasionally popping in to different shops or eateries. The charming little streets, crammed with restaurants, bars, jewellery shops, designers’ boutiques, cafes, and sweet shops are my favourite part of the city. This is the heart of the Brighton shopping zone.
Anyone who loves antique shopping should pop in to the Kensington Gardens “Snoopers Paradise”. It’s a Sussex treasure hunter’s Mecca.
The whole city of Brighton has a laid back, relaxed atmosphere. It’s a quirky and hipstery student town with a great music and art scene.