Friday 4 December 2009

Folkestone

Perhaps not the best start to the day?



It was a *little* windy...



We saw what looked like a railway station.



It was a funicular to take folks to the level of the town...but it was shut.



So we walked by the sea...



...and admired the beach huts. These turned out to be beach huts in disguise - when the council demolished the "crazy golf", an enterprising artist used the "course" to clad some huts!



We had to walk up an outrageous number of steps to the town. Looking back down, we felt sure we could see pacman...



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