Sometimes, you just have to get out of London. So on a clear, crisp October day we got on a train from St Pancras to Whitstable, a small fishing town on the north coast of Kent, and spent a lovely day wandering the crooked streets and crunching along the pebbled beach. It’s the ideal seaside town for window shopping, with endless tiny shops filled with beautiful things, and we were incredibly lucky with the weather – sunny enough to enjoy a pint (of Diet Coke, in my case) on the shingle outside the only pub on a beach I have ever come across.
It may have been cold enough for me to regret saying yes to ice in my plastic pint glass, but there’s something lovely about being bundled up warm in coats and scarves, looking out at the white horses and listening to the pebbles skittering along the shore with each wave that turns. We finished the day with fish and chips from a painted hut on the shore, followed by hot doughnuts out of a paper bag, complete with sticky fingers and sugary cheeks courtesy of the chaotic sea breezes. So here are some pictures from our day at the seaside – I hope you enjoy them.
Listening to Sax by Fleur East, Sister Rosetta goes before us by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss and Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift.
All words and photographs are © Rebecca Daley and ohtogoawandering, 2015.
4 thoughts on “Daytrippers: Whitstable”
Amazing pictures! Lovely architecture and sea….I adore you, sea!
Thanks! I love the sea too 🙂
Fun post Becca! Sometimes is just takes a day out and away to feel like a real vacation. And this looks like a charming place to spend a day. (and I’m a diet Coke drinker too, my favorite bad habit!) Hope this finds you well…
Very well thankyou! Happy thanksgiving to you and yours, I enjoyed your post today 🙂 and yes, I am rather too fond of Diet Coke…