It has been three weeks since lockdown restrictions were relaxed and stores were allowed to reopen.
Having been locked up for months, I realized that I still had a lot to explore through our bustling county.
Although I had lived in Kent all my life, I had never visited Folkestone.
I had visited Maidstone town center, Canterbury and Bromley Whitefriars.
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But the delights of downtown Folkestone had always eluded me – until now.
Before arriving, I was afraid to have seen everything before and there wouldn’t be much that would shock me.
Boy, was I wrong.
I turned a corner on the main street and was immediately face to face with something quite unusual.
In the display case, I could see carved wooden tribal wooden figures parked right next to gold scavenger and corgis figurines.
There was no way I couldn’t peek inside.
As I opened the door, my mind was on fire, taking pictures of hundreds of random objects.
Incense sticks, wooden crabs, wooden jewelry boxes, dream catchers and much more.
I had never seen such a range of items.
Glancing around, I couldn’t resist buying incense sticks.
It has been a difficult year, after all. and I could do with a little relaxation.
After a quick purchase, I left.
The store had other services as well, but I wasn’t in the mood to get my tongue pierced, have my forearm tattooed on my skull, or remove hair from my legs.
Walking a little further down the street, I saw an interesting Harry Potter themed shop to my left.
Being a fan of the franchise myself, I couldn’t resist a glance.
This random store was filled with a lot more than I initially thought.
Next to the Harry Potter merchandise were jars of jams and pickles, more incense sticks, and handy joke kits.
There was even one downstairs, kindly pointed out by the friendly man behind the counter.
As I walked down the steps I was struck by a very aromatic scent and welcomed into the world of candles, Harry Potter themed bar soaps and gin kits.
Honestly, in my whole life, I had never seen such a spectacle.
A store so hit and miss that it might as well have been a tourist attraction in itself.
For the rest of the day, I peeked through a few local storefronts, intrigued by what they might sell and in awe that there were so many independent stores.
Along part of the main street there was a row of stalls that had me fork out pennies for candy.
I get dizzy like a child when I see them and I can’t resist.
There were also stalls with dresses, mats and toys and, really, pretty much anything you needed.
As I took a bite to eat and a drink, I soaked up the atmosphere around me.
It was quiet, sunny and really nice, especially when I finished my meal and strolled along the beach a short walk away
My God, I had never seen such a beautiful beach before.
It was truly like a tropical island, with its crystal clear waters and golden sands.
Folkestone really illustrated why you should never judge a book by its cover.
There was so much more than meets the eye and there is still a lot to discover.