Byron Bay and Brisbane (Bris Vegas)
After Sydney, we got a delightful bus to Byron Bay. Delightful in that the driver was a vile racist, we weren’t allowed to eat, and there was no leg room and it was a 14 hour drive through the night. Well we survived, knackered and with legs swollen to the size of tree trunks, but we survived!
Byron Bay, to those whose have seen the second inbetweeners movie, is where the lads go and will sings by the fire. We saw a lot of dreadlocks, idiots with fire poi and dancing Hare Krishnas. There was also an old man busker who frantically hula hooped whilst shaking a pineapple and banana and shouting at everyone. Not sure what he was on, but I think I’d like some. There’s something quite reassuring in knowing that if everything goes to shit, you can leave the country and busk with a hula hoop and some fruit shakers.
Our time was mainly spent on the beach, having some much needed down time, and we had a quick trip to Nimbin.
We then got back on the bus, (only a few hours this time thank GOD) and headed to Brisbane. We wandered around in the heat, Brisbane definitely being the hottest place we’ve been in Aus, trying to find wifi and using a pay phone to no success to get in contact with Ali, Tom’s lovely friend from home. It’s hilarious how much we rely on finding an Internet connection. Anyway, we finally got in touch and Ali picked us up and we went back to his flat where he lives with his wife Fulden. It was so lovely to use a clean bathroom and chill! We had some lovely home cooked salmon and then headed into the city for a drink. Tom had a hair cut session.
The following day, we went to find Luke at the bus, which was a bit late, and then went for a wander in the city. They have a really cool pool in the middle of the city, which kept us cool.
In the evening we met some of Ali and Fulden’s friends, and went for a Singaporian meal, which was nice and really cheap! We were sad to leave the following day, staying with friends is so much fun, and a relief to escape the hostels for a bit, but we arranged to meet them at the zoo the following day, and caught the bus to Noosa.
The hostel in Noosa was a shit hole, think 16 man dorm with no air conditioning in 30 degree heat. Anyway. After very little sleep, because a man in the room kept sleep talking and saying “oh no!” all night, we headed on the luxurious greyhound to the Australia Zoo.
It was a really fun day! The highlight was holding a koala called Diesel, who was very heavy, with sharp claws. He smelt like eucalyptus, and did a little sneeze when I handed him to his keeper. The other animals I loved were the Tigers, the crocs, gigantic tortoises, the Kangaroos and the wombats. (Hehehe) The Tasmanian devil was a dissapointment. I was expecting it to whizz around like Taz, but it was just a glorified rat really.