I'm sitting here in LAX trying to recap in my head what we did the last few days but some big slob just sat in front of me shoveling an old sandwich in his mouth, too harsh? Sorry I am not that sorry, I've been up for a while and had a shitty morning/half day. Anyways lets blog it will make me feel better.
I think I left off when we were tenting it up in Byron Bay. After a fun night out and some thoughts about "taking" a bus to Melbourne we hit the beach in the morning. Tom got some surfing in I chilled the best I could until I got bored and walked down the beach. Some really awesome waves/beaches in Byron. Walked around town in the afternoon then met Natalie's friends for dinner. They were quite the pair and it was an experience just meeting them. Lots of deep thinking. Tommy and I went out again figuring it was our last real night we could. So we did it hard and had too much fun acting like hoodlums, but who doesn't.
The next day we had an amazing drive up the Gold Coast through surfers paradise onto Brisbane. The scenery and beaches were beautiful. I can only imagine surfers paradise during the busy season and would love to return then for some babes and waves. Checked into a hostel in Brisbane for the night. We were pretty exhausted from the night before so we walked around awhile then saw Iron Man 3, which was just ok I thought. Natalie and I had our flight this morning, Tom who's going to Sumatra didn't leave till the afternoon. Cheeky bastard is surfing for the next month. Checking in at the airport was a bitch. I dropped Natalie's papers then almost lost her laptop. Didn't get much sleep on the plane and know I will be all jet lagged for a few days. The hard parts over.
I am excited to get home and eat some pizza. Not excited to check my work emails. But back to the real world we must go, to being a grown up, day dreaming of what we will do next. Travel as much as possible and have as much fun as you can.
There's lots that I probably forgot or left out but thanks everyone for reading. Lets grab a brew sometime.
Cheers,
Franke
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