[dropcap]O[/dropcap]ver the weekend, we drove down to the East Sussex coast- Camber Sands, to be specific- for a wedding. It was the perfect setting, with miles of soft, sandy beach, a killer sunset and the prettiest coastal towns. The celebrations were taking place in Camber but we stayed in a hotel in the next town over, in Rye. We drove down on a Thursday afternoon and made it just in time for a pre-wedding picnic party in the sand dunes, overlooking the sea and miles of sandy beach.
Growing up, we lived minutes from the beach and I have a ton of childhood memories sitting under the shade of casuarina trees, chasing little crabs, having barbecues and paddling in the surf. I think thats why Camber Sands is always a soft spot for me, as it reminds me of those happy days.
A game of cricket was brought out, just at the bottom of the dunes and as the guys got into it, I went for a walk down the beach. I love London, but sometimes I really love not being in London. As the tide was out, I walked quite far, picking shells and breathing in the sea air- no traffic, no sirens, not another person’s squawk nearby- unless the seagulls count? Because they are noisy little monsters!
Camber is about a 2 hour drive outside of London- although thanks to rush hour traffic, it took us 3 hours! Once you’re here, it feels a million miles away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
By the time I turned round, the sun was starting to set…
I don’t think I’ll ever tire of watching the colours of the sky change at this hour.
As it got darker (and colder!) the game was packed in and the steep, sandy climb back into the sand dunes was made to rejoin the picnic party.
My only regret this weekend is that we couldn’t have come a day earlier to spend more time at the beach! There was hardly another soul there, and there couldn’t have been a better way to start the celebrations.