So we went to Hastings. We live 45 minutes down the train tracks from Hastings, and with my Friends and Family Railcard (something I *TOTALLY* recommend to anyone with children) It was less than £8 for the train...
She was extremely well behaved waiting for the train (we had a 20 minute wait thanks to someone before us in the queue dithering like heck.), we went to the station shop, and treated ourselves to a cheeky vanilla coke, thanks to the US import stand.
I've no idea why we can't get this in this country anymore. Though I can't claim to have always been a huge fan, as I don't remember it disappearing from our shelves. I've always been a cherry cola lady.
And then we were on the train. Going past Mount Caburn we saw some paragliders(?) (VERY brave individuals in my not hugely-liking-heights opinion)
And within 45 minute we were in Hastings. I wish I'd taken more pictures while we were in Hastings. We'll defnitely go again though, and I'll make sure to do it next time.
First stop - The Cliff Lifts. Both Abbie and I like our railways, we're always game for a day-trip out by train. So catching the train, to ride a train is a bit of a double whammy for us.
The East and West Hill Cliff Lifts are a pair of Funicular Railways in Hastings. The East Hill lift being the Funicular Railway with the steepest gradient in the UK. (78 degrees for anyone interested)
You enter the West Hill Lift here on George Street, surrounded by a lot of antiques and book shops in Hastings Old Town...
And up you ride....
The West Hill Lift is mostly in tunnel.
It was a scorching hot day, so we were both drinking from huge bottles of water to keep ourselves cool, but I still ended up raspberry red in the face. Always happens. I blush super quick too!
The East Hill Lift is a much sunnier, and definitely much steeper journey...
Despite not being a huge fan of heights (as aforementioned), I did take a photo from the end of the carriage.
Funiculae... Funicular... Funiculucking long way DOWN!
You do get some fabulous shots!!
Given the heat, we, of course, had to get Mr Whippy... Abbie certainly enjoyed this one, though I have to say, I did prefer my blue vanilla one that I had down at the sea front.
We were feeling overheated (Abbie) and lazy (Me) by the time we got to the bottom, so I took this lovely shot of Abbie by one of the fishing boats.
Then we caught the bus up to the train station...
And decided to hop a train to Battle.
Where Abbie posed with the Abbey sign. (Should have got her to cover Abbey too)
And a very tired Abbie had a rest outside Battle Abbey, before we bought a walking stick badge for her Great Grandad, and caught 2 trains home to Lewes and were treated to a slap up dinner thanks to Nanny and Grandad (or Great Nanny and Great Grandad as they are to Abbie, just don't tell them that!)
I would have taken pictures of my pizza, only I think I inhaled it before I had chance to take a picture.
But what a lovely day, and from such unpromising a start!