Byron Bay Beach Town

The journey to Byron Bay was not our best. After a hectic week in Sydney we were desperate for a good night's sleep but instead found ourselves spending the night on a cunningly named 'Premier Bus' which made those in Asia look like the Orient Express. The seats were rock hard, reclined no more than a millimetre and were so close to the one in front that I spent the entire twelve hour journey with somebody's knees wedged into my spine. Thankfully though, once we finally arrived things started to look up. 

Byron Bay is the ultimate chill out town where the world turns slowly and nobody wears shoes. We spent most of our time recovering on the beach, admiring the amazing views and the equally as amazing surfers. In fact, the furthest we exerted ourselves in three days was to wander up the coastal path to the famous lighthouse atop the hill. It wasn't an easy walk in the midday heat but we stopped twice along the way; once to appreciate reaching the most easterly point of mainland Australia and a second time because Australia's second deadliest snake was blocking our path. Both pretty cool in their own way. 

There's not a whole lot going on in Byron Bay but we found it was the perfect place to relax and catch up on some much needed sleep before our busy last few weeks in Aus.