Everybody's Gone Surfin', Surfin' Byron Bay
Byron Bay Travel Blog› entry 40 of 117 › view all entries
March 23rd, 2007 – by: dan2105
The overnight journey to Byron Bay was everything that was expected of it. First off, the comedy bus driver, who seems to be as compulsory as an uncomfortable seat. And I'm convinced that a prerequisite of the job is a peculiar foible to shock or annoy passengers. From the same job that brought us such characters as the suspicious fruit detective and the real life Desperate Dan, comes a bus driver who, like most of them, says in ten minutes what you could say in a sentence, most likely when you're trying to sleep, and utters as if inhaling on a helium balloon so that every each sentence tails off into a child-like squeak.
So, to Byron Bay, on the eastern most point of Australia, and a popular backpacker stop-off and a delight for surfers across the globe. Tired, we were looking forward to a couple of relaxing days spent primarily on the sand by the sea. The beaches aren't too ram-jammed with people, like Mar Del Plata was, and the lighthouse overlooking the main beach makes for an attractive view while also a pleasant reminder of our time on the southern most point.
Other than that, not much else to report. A good hostel with nice communal areas to cook some nice beef kebabs on skewers and warm enough to spend the evening walking across the beach as the sun goes down, even with a cheeky ice cream for those who conquered the waves, even if without a surf board.
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