My host family invited me on vacation with them. Byron Bay has been on my bucketlist for quite some times. It’s known to be a very laid back little hippie hub on the beach. This eclectic little area is nested in the hills but still on the edge of the ocean. The road is quite narrow and littered with potholes as you drive into town. Immediately, you can tell how laid back they are. There are barefoot surfers, dreadlocks, tanned backs with ukuleles strapped to them, rich tourists that look out of place, and backpackers everywhere. There are cute little restaurants and coffee shops along all of the streets and great shops as well. My description and photos will never do it justice – the place is great for all types.
We stayed on 100 acres of kanga-grazed land right on the ocean in Lennox Heads – about 15 minutes out of Byron. Wallabies could be seen at any point – this was the first time in my entire stay in the country where I have seen a wild kangaroo believe it or not. As soon as we unloaded the car, the sound of the ocean greeted us about 50 metres from our front deck.
I spent only one night in Lennox Heads as I’ve had a wild week of travelling around. The kids have been on school holiday for the last two weeks so I’ve been having whirlwind adventures – some exciting, some not as much but it gets me out of the city all the same.
While in Byron, I combed the beach with the littles, watched kangaroos, saw the lighthouse, ate one of the most delicious burgers I’ve ever had at Top Shop for breakfast (also ate leftover pizza because I’m a champ), headed to the beach, had a nap and then enjoyed the drive back at sunset to Brisbane. I could bore you with every detail but I’ll just leave you with the photos!
Being able to watch the little’s adventure and see things is almost more exciting than seeing them yourself. I love the questions they ask and the way their minds work. Children have a way of thinking that is truly genius and I think we forget to open our minds like they do at times.
Beach life is a hard life, don’t let anyone fool you. I don’t think there is anything better than a beach nap – how precious is that squishy little face?!
In a previous post, I explained how hard I find it at times to pull over for a good shot – In this case, I pulled over for not even a minute in an emergency telephone spot. I’m honestly so paranoid about pulling over because there is never room so I 98% of the time forgo the battle. As if driving on the wrong side of the road wasn’t enough… (kidding, I’m actually used to it, sadly.)