Out
of all the places I've blogged from on my travels this year, this
place must be the most famous. I'm sitting underneath the end of one
side of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, looking back at the view of the
famous opera house, and the Sydney skyline. Over the past 10 days
I've traveled down the coast of Australia, through Hervey Bay and
Byron Bay, back down to the most famous city of Sydney.
Hervey
Bay is a bit of a one-horse town, with the amazing Fraser Island
being it's one huge attraction. The worlds largest sand island. I
took a day trip out there, getting up at 6am, getting the 45 minute
ferry across to the Kingfisher Bay resort, and from there, onto a
modified truck/bus, that took us through the sandy rainforest, to the
massive beach and back again. It's a biological marvel, seeing a
thriving ecosystem, growing entirely in the sand.
From
Hervey Bay, it was another bus to another big city, Brisbane. I was
only staying here for a couple of days, as Asutralian cities seemed
to be filled with more English and Irish people than live back in
Europe. So it's much nicer to see to see the small town Australia,
rather than the bland big cities, packed with people from the same
place as yourself. Brisbane is a river city, so I spent a couple of
days wandering around the riverbanks, staying in the noisiest hostel
of my trip, the rather horrendous, Brisbane City Backpackers, (note:
don't stay in a hostel next to a fire station, main road, train
station, with a bar built right in to it, if you value your sleep)
From
Brisbane, it was a 3 1/2 hour bus ride to Byron Bay, a beautiful
small surf town, located in the most stunning bay. Mountain
surrounded the horseshoe shaped, stunning clear bay. So several days
of lying on a beach, boogie boarding in the cold waves and sea
kayaking out to watch the humpback whales making their annual trip
south.
But
from Byron Bay, to Sydney, there wasn't a lot more I wanted to stop
at, so last night I took a 13 hour bus ride, overnight, back to
Sydney. So with not a lot of sleep under my belt, and not beng able
to check into my hostel, I spent my final day in Oz, taking a walk
across the giant harbour bridge, watching the Sydney marathon
runners, brave the winds and the heat of the city, and find myself,
lazing in a park, watching the world go by with the most amazing
view.
Tomorrow
is the Fiji Islands, and a week or so of remote island living, no
electricity, no internet, no phones, not even roads...
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