Postcards from Camber Sands.

Last weekend we escaped down to the good ole seaside for a ‘chilled, full of sea air’ 48 hours in Camber Sands. We rented an airbnb with friends which was less than a five minute walk to the beautiful beach, covered in golden sand which is unlike all the other shingle /pebble beaches along Sussex coast. The beach goes on and on, stretching over 5 miles, complete with sand dunes, perfect for surfers and kite flyers and I can imagine the perfect spot for sun worshippers in the height of Summer, but also pretty perfect for evening strolls to watch the sun go down. We did attempt a walk early afternoon but the winds were crazy, you couldn’t see where you were going for the sand, although good exfoliation for the skin, so we returned to the house and went back a few hours later. This in a way, was even nicer, as it was pretty much just us on the beach, asides for a bride and groom having their day captured.

I am not sure if it is just me but I feel with the weather being so rubbish it is hard to depict what part of the year we are in, Summer feels like it is struggling to get going and I am in parallel with this too. But a visit to charming sweet Rye, a wander round the town and castle, fish and chip suppers, relaxing with cups of tea and a magazine, lunches out and evening walks on the beach is a good start. Even if we did nearly blow away Mary Poppins style, although that could have been the ideal way to land in actual Summer….

But despite the lack of sun and heat, I feel you can never go wrong with the British Seaside, and, well, would it be truly British without the crazy, unreasonable and unseasonable weather. All that sea air is good for the soul and it was a rather lovely way to start the month of June….I am already hatching plans to return in August, to explore further, and to sunbathe on the beach and swim in the sea, because by then it should be a lot warmer…… of course!