I literally feel like being on top of the world. Like, travelling just makes me feel so damn good about myself. You get to see amazing places, meet the best people, experience whatever you feel like experiencing.. It’s one of the best things you can do in your life.
Now, after being amazed by how many people go for a run during their lunch break in Brisbane, I went to spend the whole weekend at Gold Coast. Greg and Iris, the couple I stayed with, have a son about my age who introduced me to one of his friends the first evening I stayed at their place. I gladly passed on going to Surfers Paradise with him, as it was Schoolies Weekend, but I got to go and watch Fantastic Beasts for a second time on Sunday. Also, we all, that is Iris, Greg, Darcy, his girlfriend Emily and that friend of his, Ben, went to Miami Marketta, a sorta alternative street food place in former industrial halls with live music and just the best atmosphere. And I got vegan cheesecake there. *-*
After going for a few swims and a few hikes around that place, getting into a thunderstorm while standing underneath a waterfall and enjoying the luxury of hot showers again, I was ready to go on on Monday. Well, I didn’t want to leave, really, but I had to, so that’s what I did. But, gladly, not without being invited for a longer stay next time around, being presented with a S.L.S.C. shirt (surf life saving club) and the prospect of learning to surf myself when I visit again.
So with that to look forward to, I was off to NSW now. And woah, I am proud of myself. You know why? Cause I went up to Mt. Warning. Which is a hell of a climb. Although, getting down was a lot harder for me than getting up. :D But well, what to expect of a clumsy person such as myself? Anyways, the view was worth the effort. I am thinking about going up again to see the sunset from there, but only if I find someone who’ll do it with me.
After that, I was a bit worried about finding somewhere to sleep again, but let me tell you, that’s way easier in NSW than in QLD! So the next day I went to the most easterly point of the Australian mainland, Byron Bay, and apart from being a beautiful with the opportunity for great walks and beach relaxing, I was quite disappointed in parking being that expensive. I ended up parking a bit outside the proper town centre and tried not to mind having to walk a bit further. Glad I did, cause in the end, that led to me picking up a hitchhiker for 3 km when I left Byron again.
My travels took me further to the Blue Mountains and then to a few different beaches, a lot of places I’d like to visit again because I didn’t have enough time or knowledge about them to see everything I’d like to. At some stage, my phone started to fuck me up though. It wouldn’t connect me to the network for in total about 50h, although when searching manually, it found the signal. So I am going to have to get a new one while I’m in Melbourne. And, as if that wasn’t enough, there’s some a**holes in this world as well. When I came back from the beach at Wilsons Prom, I realised someone had reversed his tow bar into my car. Thanks a lot mate.
But although it’s not all flowers and butterflies, I’m still glad I travel. Even my sandals breaking completely, leaving me to burning my feet on hot sand and asphalt, can’t stop me from looking forward to being on the road again in January. Until then, there’s so much to look forward to: my tattoo, Christmas, most probably water skiing, hopefully amazing New Year’s in Sydney.. And oh, our neighbours just have the most astounding amount of Christmas decorations I’ve ever seen at a private property. Gives me a bit of that Christmas spirit I’ll certainly miss out on this year, at least in the evenings.