When the heat wave to end all heat waves hit England, I googled “best beaches in south England” and found the Jurassic Coast was full of them. Also, this Youtube filmmaker Jack Harries had posted an instagram of Durdle Door on the hottest day since 2006. Wherever he goes seems to be the most beautiful places in the world, so I was down. It was only a 2 hour drive from where we live (near London) and my father was still with us. First family trip of the summer!
I would be lying if I didn’t say I wanted to visit Oxford University for Harry Potter. Duh, I knew about Oxford before Harry Potter, but did I really care to visit before I knew the great hall was modeled after their dining hall? No. Actually, I can’t remember whether I wanted to visit Oxford or not. All I know is that Oxford=Harry Potter.
Everyone loves London. Well, maybe not, but everyone wants to visit London in their lifetime. Yet, nobody talks about Brighton. It’s not far from London (a fast train takes about an hour) and it’s a beach town with many historical roots. To be fair, I hadn’t thought much of it before my first visit. I just knew it was a large-ish city in England. The cities really don’t get that large there though, do they?