Don’t you hate starting the day out with a plan only to have it crash and burn? Well, at least your plan had the opportunity to crash. Mine hasn’t even left the ground yet.
I came downtown to the seafront because the Internet told me that the whole seafront was covered with free public Wi-Fi access. This is awesome! – I thought. I’ve been to Fortune of War, a two-floor pub that also sports a patio area at the bottom and probably a menu, before and the Internet worked fine. Not this time. All the black lines are filled in meaning I should be surfing the web as people play in the English Channel. However, this is not the case.
But not all is lost. I am hearing some interesting conversations, which I will tell you about now. In front of me sits a couple, maybe in their mid-20’s, and the young man is explaining the REM cycle to his date. She seems only half interested, and he seems very interested in donating his knowledge to her.
To the right of me, maybe 4 feet away, is a group of four young men, we’ll say early 20’s, who seem anything but relaxed. Legs are shaking, and one seems to be trying to get the group to go. Oh, and there he goes…
And to the far right of me is a blonde couple. The girl looks really interested in what the guy is saying. Wait. No. He isn’t. Yes he his. He is dancing while sitting down with his hands in the air.
Only in Brighton.