It's been a while since our last visit but Mark and I paid another visit to Weston-Super-Mare this weekend with his parents to celebrate his mum's birthday. We used to go fairly regularly with Darby and Joan as it is the closest seaside to where we live but it has been 4 years (!) since our last day-trip there. Although the weather was grey and mizzly, it was nice just to get out of the house and breathe in some fresh air, things have been a bit manic recently!
A drizzly view of the old town...
I love seeing all of the bird footprints on the sand before the tide washed them away- yes we even saw the sea (a very unusual occurrence at Weston!)
You can't go to the seaside without having fish and chips! These were from The Waterfront Fish Bar and are definitely the best chips in town :)
You know you're at the seaside when you see a mini train!
Mark seemed pretty keen to go on the rollercoaster and/or the wheel but I couldn't think of anything worse! I am not a fan of heights!
I loved the little signs dotted around the pier, I knew donkeys were cool but this is a whole new level!
I love this picture as it looks like I am riding on the donkey! They all looked quite sad, I wish I could afford to free them all...
The most terrifying hot dog on the pier...
They also have a super cool sand sculpture festival on at the moment and Paddington Bear was standing guard outside!
|Jumper: Seasalt, shorts:Boutique by Jaeger, shoes: Betty London c/o Spartoo|
You can't really wear anything but a stripy jumper and shorts at the beach. This jumper is pretty light but keeps the chill off when the weather is less than pleasant (a.k.a throughout the British summer!) My legs look ridiculously brown here but unfortunately that is just my tights rather than any semblance of a tan :(
My newest Brit Stitch satchel couldn't have been more fitting - there were certainly some stormy seas around yesterday!
We also paid a quick visit to Burnham-on-Sea (about 20 minutes away from Weston) as my grandparents had recommended an ice-cream parlour to us as apparently it was somewhere that my great-grandma loved. Fortes have the best ice-cream around and it was the perfect ending to a lovely day. Apparently my grandad's cousin also married one of the Fortes family so I had to drop in! ;)
My knickerbocker glory was ace but utterly humongous, I ended up having to give half of it to Mark!
Where are your favourite day-trip spots?