So me and Mitzee were on our way to Byron, a 600+km trip that would take around seven hours. I'd like to tell you the drive was exciting but it really wasn't. I drove, ate McDonalds, drove, drank water, drove, listened to the radio and drove. The only reasonably exciting things that happened was me needing thee toilet desperately twice, nearly running out of fuel and being randomly pulled over for an alcohol test by the police. I really wanted to pick up a hitc...

So there I was off to Byron Bay on the Greyhound. I spent most of my journey trying to get comfortable this led me to being laid down on the seats with my head hanging in the aisle and my legs sat against the window. I assure you that it's a lot comfier than it sounds. I eventually arrived in Byron Bay and a new state New South Wales. We have been travelling 1,781 kilometres and only now just arriving in a new state! Imagine that driving from Nottinghamshire to...