On a sunny Saturday a lovely friend Knoxxy and I set off on an almost two hour train trip to a beach town by the name Littlehampton to a perfect clear sky overhead.
Leaving London on much discounted tickets we were lucky to get our hands on. We rushed ourselves to the train on a Saturday morning to make the almost two hour journey down to the coast.
Getting to the beach from the train station couldn’t be easier as the town bends between several supermarkets and as they come to an end you follow Pier Road all the way to the shoreline.
Knoxxy climbed her way up a challenge and wanted to have a nap, but the bitter wind meant I didn’t have to wait long for her to come back down to ground level as we continued on to the next beach Rustington which was simply a thirty minute walk along the beach.
With the recent storms and flooding, the water was a rough brown as it swirled onto the pebbled shoreline, there were hints of flooding still sinking into the countryside on the journey there. It’s been a rough start tot he year in South England, but you wouldn’t have known from the sunshine and crowds of familes with their kids and dogs along the sidewalk.
Stopping for afternoon tea at the East Beach Cafe we had the sea as a view over our warming drinks and baked goods while out of the wind. Although, being a beach town there are a number of places to get fish and chips and a number of supermarkets for longer stays.
Just two hours from the hustle and bustle of Londontown, Littlehampton was a perfect escape from winter blues.