Seaside times in windy places

Little did I realise just how long a day I had let myself in for. Started with the early bus. My skater skirt being caught by gusts as I waited for the bus. My sheer leotards thong exposed to the passing traffic. But not to worry. It was a hot day, or more colloquially a scorcher!  Of course I get some looks. It's not every day my Chucky legs and bottom see so much sunshine! 

Got off the bus at the windest place locally. Remember that trip? Still windy and maybe a few near miss car accidents as I walked to the railway station. I took the lift to the high level concourse. Such a nice lady served my morning coffee and a pain chocolate. Walking down to the platform, noting all railway stations have rather pleasing breeze's. Train then for about an hour.

The walk to the beach was about three miles long. Plenty of ogling time from the passing traffic. Ooppps there goes another gust lifting the hem way too high... Walking with two ladies and their lovely dogs. A doberman an Irish setter and a white Westie. The dogs seeing the sea and off lead on the cliff top path, as eager as I was for the beach! 

My time on the sandy beach is for another time, but drama as the tide nearly cut me off from the steps out. Wading through thigh high water, my bikini bottom getting very wet. I managed to beat the rising waters. 

Funny how the older males keep an eye on you. The bag I carried lifted my skirt up, whilst walking to the bus stop. A kindly older gentleman pointed this out! My panties exposed as I walked along. Little wonder the traffic stopped when crossing! 

Had another bite to eat and used the railway station wind vibe to wait out the time before I was to journey home. Sat on the worlds longest bench... Naughty! I do hope you enjoyed my trip to the seaside as much as me. X