This place needs no introduction at all - our world was once limited to its mauve horizon and turquoise waves I happily told you about at least several times before (through breathtaking views at spring or thrill-seeking traipsing). Even rowdy seagulls seem to remember our short appearance by giving us sideways glances or eagerly gathering around in anticipation of a chip or two. It's been a thousandth time I stare in amazement at the open sea adorned in white spots of wind seeking boats, yet I can go on for hours. On an oddly warm day with my hardly finding time in her busy work schedule friend and invigorated brother me and Nadia were the only parties who excitedly led our tiny group to well-known and much-loved destinations commencing with unbeatable supply of fish and chips acknowledging toddler's energetic habits. We've already eaten our weight in this British staple meal this week but will never refuse a standard portion of battered cod and large helping of deep-fried golden chips accompanied by a tartar sauce (let me just pause for a moment for my imagination to retain the flavour).
Still amazingly quiet streets hold their charms buzzing with a noisy seagull or two, an odd motorbike whooshes just right in front of us while Nadia turns up her nose at dull walking and dances, jumps, lets her feet in silver pumps glistening in the sunshine take her far ahead of us.
A good amount of time was dedicated to swaying around the casino trying to get our small change back. Without luck but the first attempts kept us high until stuffed animals on gambling machines dropped off of the wired arms too far to get our hands on them. It was Nadia's first visit to the colourful hideaway and she loved every penny falling out (beginnings were awesome, the end not so much) unknowingly leading my friend to bankruptcy. We won nothing but had time of our lives and will be confidently coming back.
This shop is an art show - paintings and jewellery, souvenirs for a pound seventy five, gifts for all ages and moods, trinkets held once and dusted monthly. Not coming here while visiting Swanage would be impossible for my curiosity as its supplies change seasonally if not more often.
|^^ Once a girl learns the right moves she'll find her ballroom everywhere ^^|
When day moved towards the evening we sat smiling softly in subdued lighting of vanishing sun eating chocolate and lemon ice cream maintaining the illusion of having all the time in the world for languorous lounging. We left the sea, seagulls and pigeons hopping about the sidewalks saying our goodbyes.
Have a great weekend lovelies! x