She's a pie eater...

We stayed in the Holiday/Village/World (some combination of the three) in Byron Bay - which was nice, we had our own room to make a mess in and by the end of the week we had our own sandy beach effect going on. Unfortunately they made us check our culinary skills in when we first arrived...we managed to concoct meals such as hard jacket potatoes with frozen prawns, uncooked vegetables and overcooked curry. Damn the microwave and the one speed hobs!

This is definitely where it is at though...Cheeky Monkey's, the party bar and restaurant is right across the road from our hostel. The only place to dance is on the tables and beware of the odd evacuation because of bomb threats! Not to worry though, the Bomb Squad surveyed the area and proclaimed it a bomb free area!...off we went dancing again! Me and Amy also met a guy from the SPECIAL INESTIGATION UNIT of the airforce and since we have been taking the mickey out of this phrase for the last two months, unfortunately we laughed in the man's face...apologies to you .... Bob?!

Turns out the 'party' hostels on the east coast are a bit of a myth since once again this hostel shut its communal areas down at 10:30pm...drinking, playing guitar and well, making any sort of noise has to become and underground affair.

Kit boogie boarded his way through the first couple of days and I even joined him on one occasion for about an hour, until the flippers and cramp became a bit much and laying in the sun seemed a less painful option...don't worry though Kit, I haven't given up completely just yet :) While Kit was out riding the waves me and Amy strolled/hiked our way to the most easterly point of Australia! It was a pretty windy/unsheltered affair so we didn't stay too long.

We also learnt a new drinking game with too many rules for any normal (let alone drunk) person to remember. It was however the cause of Kit hugging every guy round the table at the hostel...not to worry though, the lads in Byron Bay were well up for it and one even came back for seconds. Oh, we also had the pleasure of eating in a restaurant where the waitress thought 10% of $30 was $20....genius. I had to pull out the maths skills out of the bag for that one.

Kit also managed a changing rooms style makeover while he was in Byron, he now sports boardies and thongs and neither of them are blue...imagine :) looking good mr Kit! He took up surfing for the next couple of days to complete the surfer bum lifestyle! Amy and I missed the entertainment on both days apart from the last 10 seconds of Kit getting out of the sea at the end of the lesson. By all accounts and the photographs though, he did a grand job!

We spent one whole afternoon searching for halloween costumes for the Halloween party at the hostel...we ended up going as Ghostbusters on holiday (our own normal clothes, a rucksack attached to a water gun by some hosepipe tubing!) We looked ace and even had a green balloon as Slimer until he burst for no particular reason...bustin' makes me feel good! We were the cause of a couple of mini water fights, one of which ended in me being pushed into the boys showers, oops! And Kit took part in a comedy drinking game which involved downing a mug of goon...nice! Him and his two lovely lady friends were just beaten to the post by toilet paper man and bill and ben the flowerpot men. To be fair the night started a little bit too early and although we made it to Cheeky Monkeys we didn't stay all that long and ended up at the 24 hour bakery eating pies at 1:30am!

We once again discovered the world is not that large-a-place when we ran into Shane and Brian in Byron Bay (those are the irish guys from Sydney) We arranged to meet them for a quiet drink after our 'farewell to Byron Bay' meal at an amazing Thai restaurant, mmmmm! It was a fairly tame evening since we still had to pack and prepare for the mammoth drive the next day...although at one point we were drinking cocktails out of jam jars, and they were free! The perks of being a traveller :)

Turns out Byron Bay to Sydney in one day is possible although the chances are you may go a little bit insane, I ended up dreaming about talking ducks that evening...and Kit - what was your weird dream about?! We managed to find a half decent curry house in Crows Nest which was our reward for having driven that far in one day! And we tried to drive over the Harbour Bridge but ended up taking the tunnel instead - rubbish signs again! Oh, and we stopped by Palm Beach on our way through (via a massive detour) thats the home of Home and Away by the way but we will have to head back there in the daylight to really appreciate it.

We managed to hook ourselves up with a pretty nice room in the hostel when we finally arrived in Sydney, although the luxury-ness only lasted for one night before we were moved into a small oven for the rest of our stay! Kit's last but one day in the wonderful world of Oz and I HAD to go to work for an afternoon, Amy HAD to look for work for the afternoon and Kit HAD to buy a body board!! In the evening we did our usual walk for miles and miles before finding somewhere to eat or drink, it was worth it though since we found a particuarly nice restaurant and visited the three monkeys pub recommended by our very own weathermanjohn (thanks!)

Saturday looked a lot like us getting up, packing, going to Macd's and taking Kit to the airport for another emotional g'bye...it was definitely worse the second time around :(

We miss you Kit...come back! xx