Brighton vista.

I’m still sorting out my feelings about my visit to Brighton. One one hand, I loved it, it’s a funky seaside resort town, but certainly not like my childhood in Atlantic City, NJ. Brighton reminded me more of Haight-Ashbury in San Francisco, less of a boardwalk and amusements-filled beach town. The beach was all pebbles; the amusements were confined, pretty much, to one pier. Still, it was great to visit, and I may even go back someday, since it’s only an hour or so on the train from London. And I love my British train rides …

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I call this photo “optimism.”

While I see kayaks arranged on this little inlet of San Diego Bay on a daily basis, I’ve never seen them stacked so nicely and so tall. Nor is there usually anyone there watching over them. And while there are 3 out in the Bay already (along with a couple of board riders), I sincerely doubt that all of those other 19 kayaks will touch water at some point. But, hey … shoot for the stars, right?

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I went to Hay-on-Wye for the books and saw this.

The Hay Valley is incredibly green and beautiful. Nestled just beyond this vista, taken from a bridge, is the tiny village, the world’s first booktown. Invented in 1962 by visionary (and very eccentric) entrepreneur Richard Booth (who died in late August), the idea of a town filled with bookstores (which were filled with books) saved this tiny village and put it on the map as a tourist–and book lovers–destination.

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The solitary loneliness of that one palm tree, holding vigil over the Pacific Ocean. This photo was taken from the Pacific Surfliner train, north of San Diego. There’s a great, miles-long stretch where the train tracks run parallel to the ocean, before turning inland into a depressing parade of strip malls and industrial dystopia. But that one tree, holding fast and true, makes up for what comes next on that trainline.

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New York state of mind … yes, choose love, always.

While I may currently love London best (see last week’s post, #072), I do also love New York City, where this colorful photo was taken a few years back. I’m finally going back to the Big Apple this year after a one-year absence, and I’m looking forward to it. There’s nothing quite like NYC during the height of Fall book season. I just hope some of the leaves are turning when I’m there.

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Oh, London … I love you best.

This odd futuristic (as in 2001: A Space Odyssey futuristic) tunnel is (if memory serves me right) under St. Pancras station and leads to another Underground stop. I loved the lights and look of it, hence this photo. London is once again on my Fall travel list, providing Boris Johnson doesn’t obliterate the country from the face of the earth come October 31.

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