Brighton was an amazing beach, a great escape. We got there and the sun had just begun to show its face, it was about 11:30 in the morning. There were many people getting off the train like us, heading straight for the beach, heading straight for what it seemed to be the only open space I had seen for about a month. I could smell the ocean air. Salty, wet. Its amazing what the ocean will do for you. We sat on the beach the whole day, relaxing and settling our feet into what it would seem as a uncomfortably rocky beach, but as we drank our beers and sank into our chairs, the smooth pebbles remained to be something very inviting. The fog rolled in about an hour and a half after we got there. It sat there the whole day.