Finally! Brisbane and Byron Bay

Well, after much procrastination, here is the rest of my Oz adventure! I think I'm finally dealing with the depression of it being over.

After leaving Noosa I stopped off in Brisbane for a day on my way to Byron Bay. The main reason was to meet up with an old friend from back in Van, Cousin Andy. Not my cousin, but on of my best mates' cousin. I got there midday and walked around the botanical gardens. Andy and I were supposed to meet up that evening but he finished working way later than planned and I was exhuasted so we met up the next day for breakfast before I left. I gotta say I happy to get out of Brizzie, as it's a pretty boring big city and that wasn't the point of my adventure.

Byron Bay. Byron is the surfing/hippie central quiet town of New South Wales. I met up with 5 of my best mates from Oz there and we rented a SWEEEEET pad for the week! It was so good to see familiar faces again! Especially Rosie who none of us had seen in a few months. For 5 days we surfed, ate like kings (in some of the most expensive and best restaurants NSW has to offer), and drank like fish! Including regular stops at the Beach Hotel and The Balcony Bar. Not too mention one of the highlights: Dancing on the tabletops with Amanda! Couldn't ask for more!!!! Oh and stories of me standing on our balcony shirtless, smoking a cuban cigar and calling out to "Ladies" are greatly underexagerated! ;) Sucked balls leaving those guys but I was headed to excitement! Surfers Paradise and the Indy 300!