Byron Bay

So, we decided that we needed a vacation where we don't work from our vacation where we do work and chose to go to Byron Bay. After looking into it, we thought that renting a car would be the best choice for transportation for our trip. The catch was that the car we ended up getting was a little Hyndai Getz with a manual transmission. Not a big deal right? Well, the thing is that everything to do with vehicles and traffic is on the opposite side down under. At the first intersection where we had to make a turn I hit the ticker and the windshield wipers started going like we were in the middle of a monsoon. I got a little stressed and needed to turn down the music to focus on how to fix this minor problem. I quickly turned the knob and we ended up on my favorite station... static radio. Trying to focus on shifting on the other side was a bit of a challenge when the light turned green, but we did eventually make it out of the intersection and down to Byron Bay safely.

Our time in Byron was incredible. It's a sleepy little surf town with amazing beaches and a cruisy atmosphere. It was like taking a step back in time with old school VW vans rolling around, hippies smoking their special cigarettes, ma and pa shops everywhere, and little kids running down the beach with their surf boards past naked boobies and schlongs - it was pretty impressive how many unshaved nudies there were. I swear some of them backcombed their pubes to get a little extra volume. We spent most of our time at the beach... either passed out on the sand or surfing. Simone went surfing for her first time and and was kicking bum and taking names. Nights consisted of trying to get sand out of some very odd places, salt water spewing out of our noses, and going out to hear the local music talent. It was pretty stellar.
We both had an amazing time and we can't wait to get back in the surf.