Sydney ---> Port Stevens ---> Coffs Harbour ---> Byron Bay ---> Brisbane
After saying goodbye to David at the train station, i took a 2-hour train ride to NewCastle...this is just another city and you know how much i loath them...so i contacted Archie the dutchie (he told me he's gonna be in Newcastle) and asked him if he wants to grab a coffee before i leave the place and carry on my journey up north...
As it turned out, the dude was actually thinking of leaving the place too, and he hasnt yet found a travel partner to go with him to Brisbane...so i jumped in and become his travel mate for the second time...
One thing we both have in common is that we hate the cities...he didnt spend a minute in Sydney at all when he dropped me off there and now he cant wait to leave newcastle...so we hit the road immediately, there was no time to lose...
our first stop was Nelson bay where we pulled in at TeaGardens and Hawksnest...hmm, nothing spectacular here except hmm, nothing...i was conned by the tourist brochure which boasted phenomenal pictures and beautiful words, with promises of Koala and Dolphins sighting...we didnt see a single shit...
Also, it was a terrible day to travel, the wind was blowing and the sun was nowhere to be seen...we thought we could pullover at Palms spring and have a nice picnic but was forced to eat in the car two minutes later...the wind was blowing our sandwiches away!
we then decided it is pointless to do anymore sightseeing in such a gloomy weather, so we headed off full throttle to our pit stop for the night, some i-dunno-where place by the name of Nambucca...
this is a nicer caravan park compared to the one before, and the camping ground is situated just inches away from the river, totally awesome...we did our usual stuff and some catchingups and before long we were snoring away amidst howling winds and some stormy clouds threatening to pour on us...
*****
The next day, we woke up to a brilliant weather of sunshine once again, we are getting closer to Queensland, the Sunshine state, and it is easy to see how the state got its reputable name...
We drove without any detours all the way to Byron bay, which was a mere four-hour drive...and the second we arrived at this bustling town, we knew this is the place to be....i cried out: now that's what im talking about!
Byron bay is a lively town with lively people, hot chicks and surfer dudes crowded the streets that is filled with pubs and bars and pizzerias and hostels...everyone is half naked and everyone has beautiful bodies to showoff...this is definitely the place to get that million-dollar tan!
it didnt take us long before we joined the bronze bodies on the beach...sunshine is aplenty and the sandy bay is few miles long, so everyone has a piece of serene sandy spot for themselves, no one is stepping over another...
Ever since the tragedy in the ocean few days back, i have not ventured near the ocean again...but right now is different, there are hundreds of beachcomber here, well, if you still drown, at least people can see you drown, you wont have to die alone...
Alright, i must admit i have a boogie board this time around, so chances of me drowning is zero, is only the sharks that will kill me...We spent hours in the sea and on the beach, before heading back to the backpackers to bask in the sun by the pool...
At night, we hangout with our new friends cum roommates at the bar...the other two dudes are from America and Scotland...the scottish dude is pretty cool but the american is a little on the weird side, well, the fact that he is 40 will give you a clear idea...
we drank a little, played pool a little, and generally just having a grand time...the thing about byron bay is that you feel no pressure at all, everyone is on a holiday here, and the spirit is skyhigh, you wont bump into workingcows like in Sydney or Melbourne and feel bad that you're not working...the objective in byron bay is just get totally wasted every single night!
No surprise, archie woke up with a hangover the next day and felt as if his head is splitting apart...but we have to move on, i really need to be in Brisbane sooner than later...
to cut things short, we made it to Brisbane, he dropped me off, we promised to catchup soon, and then im on my own again...
C'est la vie...
Hanggliding@byronbay
Byron Bay
Trainview of Dangar Island
Archie setting up tent
boating in Dangar Island
Sunrise at Windang Beach
Archie, the dutchie
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