to Byron!

We woke up at 7 and were pleasantly surprised to find that we hadn't been murdered. I wrote a hasty thank you note which we popped into the letterbox on our way out, beginning the 14 hour drive to Byron Bay. It made all the days where we'd driven 4 hours or so feel like a luxury, but it was strangely not too awful. We stopped every few hours for snacks and toilet breaks, changed playlists to stop us dying of boredom and luckily a lot of the big Australian roads are nice to drive on- it was pretty weird to see on the sat nav that we were staying on the same road for 40 miles or so.

We arrived at Byron late that evening, probably at 11ish, and tried to find somewhere to camp. We had no luck though as no campsites were open and there were loads of no camping signs and we ended up at the side of a random residential road, certain we were going to be towed away.