Brillance in Byron Bay
Wednesday, December 27th, 2006
“If I were you, I’d take a taxi up to the lighthouse and then walk back down.” That is probably the most sound advice anyone has ever given me. That little walk is a HAUL. Spoken like a genius from our fave new hotel operator in Byron – the lady at the front desk of the Dolphins Motel.
Dolphins Motel is our new residence in Byron Bay. It’s a standard side o’ the road motel. It looks somewhat like a tropical version of the Bates Motel, but is well managed and well kept. It’s a short walk to the center of town and the beach, but definitely do-able. Our first choice, of course, was one of the many hostels in town. Unfortunately, they’re all full of the schoolies right now. Real estate is hard to find in Byron this week.
Our walk. We went to the lighthouse at the Eastermost point of the continent of Australia. It is absolutely gorgeous with the ocean swells slamming in to the rocks. The cab ride was a little steep – $11 from the cabstand in town, but well worth the money.
We got to see some great surfing action on Watego beach and the Pass. Great inspiration for our surfing inauguration tomorrow.
– Carrie
We signed up for surfing lessons with Black Dog Surf Company, which was a leap of faith considering I have no swimsuit. 
Desperate times call for desperate measures. 
We're in the Australian version of spring break in Panama City Beach or Padre Island. Whatever. By that I mean everyone is about 17 years old. Byron Bay is a ... 
I'm convinced someone is going to ask me if I've just returned from Nimbin at any minute. Nimbin, the Aussie dope capitol, would be the perfect excuse for my blazing ... 
We're finally in Ballina, our final flight destination for this leg of the trip. We're in Ballina, my clothes are over the Pacific and Elizabeth's stuff is still in Sydney. ... 
Even if I do become Mrs. Thompson-Ledger, the biggest score on this trip will still be the 3 adjacent seats on the flight from LAX to Sydney. Elizabeth got her own ... 
Not really. But we're in Sydney and I have no clothes. I am in Sydney and my clothes are in Los Angeles. I wouldn't wish LA on an enemy, much ... 
If I die and go to hell, this is what it will be like:
* Losts of WASPS (the bugs, not the people)
* New York YANKEES baseball
* BEANS. Nothing else to eat, and
* ... 
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