The cold wintery weather is still present here in England and I’m still dreaming of summer, which is probably why I chose decided on a weekend break in Bournemouth for the #take12trips challenge for February. I wanted to be near the sea and also give myself a bit of challenge to drive the furthest I’d ever driven – a 2 and a half hour trip that was likely to take longer in Friday evening rush hour traffic. As it happens we got stuck in gridlocked traffic due to an accident and sat in the car while numerous fire engines and ambulances screeched past in the outside lanes, sirens blaring. A stop at a service station and four and a half hours later, we were in Bournemouth. We’d made it, I could almost smell that fresh sea air!
Utterly exhausted we went straight to bed and the next morning decided a late breakfast and then a trip to the seaside were in order. By the way, if you’re sitting there thinking crazy Brits going to the seaside a couple of days after Storm Doris wreaked havoc across the UK you’re probably correct – the wind on the beach was so strong I nearly got knocked over a couple of times however, the main reason for this trip was to have a relaxing weekend break – we booked a hotel with a spa and planned to just enjoy some time away from the hustle and bustle of London. For breakfast, we headed to Mad Cucumber, Vegan Lounge. We ended up eating here both mornings because the food was incredible.
I chose Bournemouth as our February trip because it has a sand beach. A lot of beaches like Brighton and Eastbourne are pebble beaches, which are ridiculously painful if you shed your flip flops about a hundred metres from the sea and end up having to walk on the sharp stones barefoot, something I suspect is a similar pain to walking on lego bricks or the Christmas baubles in Home Alone. And if you fall on it before you get far enough out to sea to have sand underfoot? Well quite frankly, you are screwed. I was in the sea couple of summers ago in Eastbourne, water up to my thighs and a wave knocked me over and because the stones were so sharp I couldn’t get a grip to stand up; my best friend tried to help me get up and she fell over too. And my girlfriend? Well she just stood on the wooden jetty laughing so hard she was bent double whilst taking photos and NOT HELPING AT ALL. That folks, is true love.
I can’t tell you how happy I was to step foot on the sand. I feel like I’ve been craving a visit to the beach for months and being by the sea leaves me feeling calm and content – even if it is the tail end of Winter.
I would have liked to have spent time walking along the beach but I decided that we would have to come back in summer and do it instead, the dreary grey skies and gusts of wind wouldn’t have made it the best experience had we done it this time. After wandering along the beach for a bit, we decided to get out of the blustery weather and do the British thing of heading inside to the arcade. This is Blaze’s face when I said we could go to the arcade:
She grew up in Wales, near Mumbles so spent most of her childhood playing on 2p machines! Thankfully the arcade wasn’t too busy so we could snag the best 2p machines, bet on horses and play basketball without any waiting around.
We ended the day with a trip to the cinema to see Hidden Figures – which, by the way everyone needs to see; it is such an amazing and inspiring movie. The Odeon in Bournemouth is only five minutes walk from the sea so we decided to head there, and then head back to our hotel for a hour or so in the spa in the evening. I only wish we’d allowed more time in the spa! It had a pool, jacuzzi, sauna, steam room, aromatherapy room and relaxation room. We tried out everything except the steam room and ended the evening by lying on the loungers in the relaxation room just talking. It was lovely to have some relaxing time together away from phones etc. By the time they started closing the spa, I didn’t want to leave! It took all of my energy to make the journey from the basement to our room on the third floor.
I must have visited Bournemouth at some point in my life but I don’t remember it so that’s why I chose to go this time. A lot of people, upon hearing my weekend plans, told me they loved Bournemouth. I did like it but it felt just like any other British seaside town, not anything special – this might have been because it wasn’t summer though. It served it’s purpose for me as I wanted to be near the sea and unwind.
I did love the Lower Gardens and walking through them on the way to the beach. I would like to come back in the future and use it as a base to explore the beautiful scenery and coast that surround the town itself.
Have you been to Bournemouth? What did you think? Let me know in the comments below.
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