Apparently, because Friday was going to be our last day in Sussex, the weather broke and it began to rain. Nothing too inhibiting, however. We bought city saver passes for the incredible bus system that runs in these here parts and immediately set about getting our money’s worth out of them.
Headed into central Brighton to buy chocolate roasted and made in West Sussex . . . called Montezuma just to confuse one. I was particularly taken with the English pudding series: Spotted Dick and Eton Mess to name just two. I didn’t limit my purchases to the pudding series for which some of you might be very happy.
After a lunch back at the mews, we headed back to a bus stop to catch a number 2 or 2A to take us out to Shoreham-by-Sea. Heather and Judy were a bit embarrassed that we had to wait 25 minutes to get a bus. We kept reassuring them that 25 minutes between busses seemed like no time at all to us folks from Salem, Oregon.
Shoreham-by-Sea has a history that goes way, way back, including some very interesting bits of very early English film history. It is still an industrial area with an active port, which was nice to see. It makes me feel good to know that everyplace isn’t totally dependent upon the tourist trade.
We even got to pop into a yarn shop while we were in Shoreham. Michael was thrilled!!