Walking to dinner in Brighton (24 St Georges - much recommended) past the ferris wheel, and the pier, and the sunset, and walking back, past variegated antique and curio shops in the Lanes - and then (no pictures) into the maelstrom of an average English drunken city center Friday night. This country is so very, very unlike the US ... (well, obviously) ... which is something that being at a conference here (at which it's been great to see a number of former Oxford colleagues) brings home, in multiples.
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