2nd of May

After work yesterday night I asked Jorge about what I should do on my day off, on the morrow. I thought that his idea of going to Brighton, on the sea side, have a great meal and see a different area of UK was bespoke. Escaping this huge city and gain the seaside can be helpful to someone who needs to conciliate with himself.

It was ten in the morning when I boarded the train in Victoria Station in direction of Brighton East Sussex. Aboard I met a citizen mother from Brighton who recommended me to turn left out of the Brighton Station to see nice shops in North Lanes and to watch the movie Brighton Rock.

In discovered some amazing streets full of small and casual shops and cafes, offering cheap stuff such as DVD’s, books and second-hand clothes and shoes.

Guarana bar is an amazing shop to find healthy supplements and foods. I bought bee pollen and Goji Berries Juice to consume daily, being convinced of their powerful properties.

I gained the seaside and had the Fish’n Chips I had fancied for hours. I walked on the famous and animated Pier, had a nap on the beach, walked around the city, had a glass of Malbec and a hot chocolate on the beach.

I boarded the train after a nice visit, but no surprise, feeling quite bored and lonely.

A man sat in front of me and talked to me after a moment: “You are a tourist?”

He was in Brighton for work. He was at a wine exhibition. He is a sommelier in London. I told him about the course I am about to do at WSET. He studied the Level 4 at this same well-known school, while I will achieve the Level 2. He showed me pictures of famous sommeliers in London, authors, teachers and judges. He told me that the knowledge of French and wines was the key to enter Michelin Star Restaurants in London.

In Victoria Station we found plastic glasses. We had a chat on a fountain while drinking one of the bottles he had got for free at the exhibition. Anderson was an actor in Brazil, his native country. He met Paulo Coelho in a private party. In London he was nothing and started to work as a waiter, then as a sommelier. His grandfather owned a vineyard.

I left for home with two bottles of wine, sparkling and rose, Casillero del Diablo and half another in my blood. Thanks to the sea.