Yesterday we drove 14k’s south to Byron Bay. There is probably no better know beach town in Australia, although perhaps Bondi Beach may be a little more well known, but Byron Bay has a reputation all of it’s own.
This is where the ‘beautiful people’ holiday along side the ‘alternate life style people’ a stranger combination I have yet to find.
Back packers accommodation and luxury living sit side by side.
The lighthouse built in 1901, sits on the most easterly point on the Australian mainland. The weather was pretty close to perfect yesterday, although there was a shower of rain we could see out on the ocean, it didn’t reach the mainland while were were watching it.
A hang-gliding platform sits on the hillside for those brave souls.
We strolled around the town after finally snagging a car park, it is a very busy little town. Then enjoyed lunch in a sandwich shop while watching the passing parade of interesting people.
Meanwhile back in Brunswick Heads the main street had been cut off for the setting up of the “Christmas Markets” we enjoyed browsing the various stalls, sampling fudge, and chatting to the stall holders, all the while keeping an eye on the clouds beginning to build.
A quick stop at the pub for a cold beer and we returned to the van, managing to dodge the rain once again. The evening ended with fireworks that we didn’t have to leave our van site to see.
Today I am alone with my stitching, my book and my laptop, Greg and Jordan have gone fishing. I was invited, but I pleaded “time alone deprived” and stayed behind. Let’s hope they don’t catch anything…… I my be forced to cook something!!
Thanks for visiting.