Hythe

Quick day trip in East Kent to Hythe. Being extremely tired, I was happy to sleep on the hour bus ride there. It was the Stagecoach Gold, royalty (not really, its the same). However on the way back from Hythe, I can't believe the driver took a double decker through those small back roads, it was insane how much room we had to squeeze by other cars going by. Anyway, spent around three or four hours in Hythe, most of the time at the bay on some rocks and listening to some music. After collecting some sand and shells, I went to city centre to look at some shops. I picked up a cheap plant and brought it back to the bay to add some shells and rocks to the dirt. Hythe also has a million of daffodils and a river that runs through it, just like Canterbury. I realised that sunflowers remind me of Italy and now daffodils will remind me of England. Anyway, I had a cup of tea to go from this pretty (very) pink cafe when walking through the streets, and decided to have some breakfast for lunch at this diner. It reminded me of George Webs a lot by the inside, the service, and the food. Came back and had dinner with Michaela and then got some henna tattoos. Tomorrow is going to be crazy. This entire week is going to be crazy.