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Made it to Byron bay...sad farewell to my lovely sis and her lovely hubbie.

Bus was quick, but far from the luxury it describes on the web. I have to sleep on the bloody thing on Friday! Got to the hostel and my worse nightmare greeted me in the way of underpants, socks, beer bottles, surf boards all over the floor of the dorm and the distinct odour of men.

Thing is, I liked sharing my room with my brothers (most of the time) and I don't mind a certain man in my room, but not 5 of them and I'm not paying for the privilege!

I walked out of the hostel thinking it's only 23 pounds I'll loose, I'll go somewhere else. Then told the reception. A lovely woman took pity on my plight and has put me in the female only lakeside cottage (sounds nice but the lake is really a swamp)

Byron bay is really nice, hippy, sleepy beach town.
Hit the gym, then the pizza, then the glass of red wine that were all on offer at the budda bar adjacent to the hostel.

So tomorrow will be the gym, a massage and trying not to spend too much money in the cute shops! Well I can only try...