We spent the fourth day in Brighton. There's really not much to tell you about Brighton. The beach is very rocky, which thrilled Tim to no end until a rogue wave swamped him and we had to limp back to the car so he could change his clothes. We wandered out to the end of Brighton Pier, walked to the Royal Pavillion, drank hot chocolate, chucked some more rocks, and passed the time in other similarly exciting ways. The photo shows Tim and Barb on the beach with Brighton Pier in the background. The Pier's a long, skinny amusement park, complete with rides, games, overpriced junk food, you name it.