Bournemouth

Yo dudes, you probably didn't notice but... I've been away. Gone. Not here.
Yup. I went to Bournemouth for the week and it was good. The sun did not shine, there was a lot of wind. It was very British tbh, but I enjoyed it.
I have drunk a lot of tea, eaten a lot of chips and walked a lot of miles. =]
Basically I'm telling you this because it links into the next bit...
You know a hotel is cheap when the carpet it 70's and threadbare, the wardrobe is hanging off its hinges and there is an avacado green bathroom suite, the sink of which is in the bedroom part of the room, not the bathroom part. Dated is not the word. It was like walking into a time machine.
Another thing I wanted to say was... It's a tradition in my house that whenever we go to the beach, we have to have Fish and Chips on the pier. Or near the pier anyway. So when I got down there, my friend and I decided to have lunch... £12 for a plate of Fish and Chips!?! That is daylight robbery. You can get them in any pub for half of that, why should being by the beach make it more expensive? If anything they should be cheaper, being "fresh" and all. I say fresh, it was probably shipped in from Spain or somewhere. Anyway, after careful shopping around it turns out this is pretty standard fare for fish and chips in Bournemouth. What a rip off. Take away wasn't much cheaper. And they were charging to get on the pier! Only 60p but the principle is the same.
This is a rambling sham of a blog. I appologise, I'm tired and sleepy.

Byeeee.... x

SN. I don't remember writing this, I must have been totally shattered.