"3 9 9 5! Keep Dreaming Patrick, Keep Dreaming..."

Back on the road! Although it was sad to see the back of Brisney Land, it's great to see the front of travelling again. Time has slowed right back down and it feels like weeks since we left Brissers. Before heading north to Cairns we dropped southwards to Byron Bay. Unfortunately, so did everybody else in Australia, or so it seemed. When we arrived we found no room at the inn. No room anywhere infact. Tom got left with the bags whilst I tried every hotel, motel and hostel in town. No joy. Then we lucked upon a room in the upstairs of a pub. Fortunately there were no shepherds. Unfortunately there were no wise men, but then this is Australia! We saw one girl walking up and down the street in tears of despair. We chatted to her later and she had found a spot in a hostel TV room! Apparently people were sleeping on the streets it was that busy.

Our happiness of finding a place to stay spilled into pints of beer and to watch the various street performers. An eclectic bunch of freestyle rapping buskers, beat poets and drunken angry young men. I liked Byron but the next day we were back out on our asses with nowhere to stay again. After getting bored of trying we jumped on a bus to Nimbin.