The Wirral sunset has had my heart since the first sight. It had become nothing less than a pilgrimage that I planned to enjoy immensely with each visit. Yes, I understand the world is full of wonders and there are so many gorgeous spots from where I could adore sunsets. But, I am guilty of the beach being my favourite, a place that connects me to both heaven and life.

Beach Resort

Back in the 19th century, Wallasey and New Brighton were a part of a beach resort. People took trains from Liverpool and Lancashire to come to these coastal areas. Most large houses in the vicinity were turned into cheap hotels for visitors.

What we see today is an ever-growing city with footfalls that have remained constant through time. Chilly winters witness families coming together to pound the prom. People walk their dogs or gather to chat along the coastal lines.

 

Wallasey Beach and New Brighton

This year, I chose to thrill myself by watching the sunset from the Wallasey beach. And while that happened, there was also a sunset spotting of sorts from New Brighton, mostly for luck. The walking is far less on this route but you can see with every step how the sky transcends into beautiful hues of sunset.

I love how this route has a more solid path, one on which everyone can walk and stay mesmerized without having many obstacles to trip over even after darkness embraces the land. In winters, it's a sure gateway to a romantic walk with hands held by hands.

The Teenage Vision

As the sun sets and I walk along the prom, I can't help but amuse myself with my teenage musings. It's something I have discussed with some of my friends who share a similar knack for traveling. How would it be to revisit those places that we once went to when we were our younger selves?

Perhaps, the notion of going to a place just to watch the sunset may seem ridiculous to many. Some people put certain meanings, memories, or dates behind places. I enjoy it simply because it exists: a time of the day when everything is quiet except the loudness of the colours brought by the sunset.

And as the sun hid beneath the orange, pink, and blue colours, our gaze ran in search of light to the flickering lights of the city we call Liverpool.

A Walk in the Dark

There is something special about walking after the sun sets, especially in Wirral. The darkness isn't eerie but rather calming, with sensual moods arising with more people returning to their homes and lesser walkers taking your path.

The Enlightened Docks

As we wandered through the route in the Wirral sunset, the journey had paved its way to the shops and the arcades. This is the home of my childhood, a place where shadows of the time spent with my family and friends from school still lingered. Excitement takes its shape in the form of lights and sounds from a small village across the peninsular. This is where my teenage self-lived and thrived.

 

A Moment to Remember Forever

As we meandered our way away from the sea wind, I could only wonder about all those spaces that must have lost the teenage fantasy I once lived in and warmed up to a more adult version. I don't have any upcoming plans, but what I certainly will think of is re-exploring Wirral, a mini project to reflect and enjoy. I would advise the same to you. When you are at home and you have time in your hands, visit the places that were once your usual. You will see how much time has changed.