Arundel & Littlehampton

Arundel is a pretty little village in West Sussex. In fact it's so teeny we saw the whole town and sights in about an hour. When I'm with Craigos we don't do stroll, we do everything in fast forward mode. We aren't touristy type of visitors so visiting the castle wasn't an option, it was enough to appreciate it from afar. We had already browsed around all the antique and charity shops and we had another 7 hours to go till our train journey back to London...

View from Arundel Station.

Arundel buildings.

We wanted this.

Antique shops.

Vintage cameras. Lots of it.

Vintage telephones and records. Lots of it.

Vintage wax. Lots of it.

Hello bright eyes.

Nice view.

Fresh country air.

Me walking. Did lots of it that day.

Arundel Castle.

Coffee break time.

View from the cafe.

It was a sweltering hot day so naturally we felt drawn to the beach, the closest being Littlehampton. The buses ran every hour so we passed time with our favourite time filler - a cuppa coffee in a cute cafe. The bus journey to Littlehampton started off pleasant but the latter part was grim - a complete contrast from winding green country roads to a grey concrete estate. We got off the bus feeling like we had made a big mistake.

The walk to the seafront was slightly depressing. Craigie was ready to turn back and jump on a train, but I stayed strong for the both of us and insisted we check out the beach... We felt like The Warriors, battling through unsavoury characters (and strong wind) to reach our destination. We were both glad we made it to the seafront and so happy to see there was a bit of sand (bonus!), we sat on the patch of sand for a couple of hours until we could no longer bear wind.

And then the journey back to Arundel - now that's another story and not a happy one :-/

Littlehampton.

Littlehampton.

Littlehampton.