Well, we had grand plans to rent a car and go camping for the weekend. Alas, 'twas not meant to be because the rental car company would not rent to a foreigner. Never been so irate in my life.
We made the best of the weekend though. Took the train down to Richmond. Got Albert off lead in the park. Big day for Bert.
Next day took another train down to Brighton. Beautiful warm day in the sun. Walking along the white pebble beach.
Here's what's left of the Brighton Pier, burned down about 15 years ago.
These adorable tiny beach house line the boardwalk. Just enough room inside for two chairs, little table for cribbage and a cooler for a couple beers. What else do you need?
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