This is our 6th day in Byron. We've stayed parked in the car park by the train station and spent a few nights sat outside with other campers drinking, and a few huddled indoors as it was chucking it down. Police came round and told us to move on one day but no one moved. This place is private land owned by the railway (which is now disused) so they haven't any jurisdiction. You don't know this until you talk to people who've already seen their weekly round. Information just gets passed on from camper to camper - so there's always someone parked there who knows the score. Spent most days at Watego Beach, which has quite good surf so watched the surfers and the sea. Even one really rainy day we sat in the van and at that beach. Its autumn here so the weather is a bit rubbish every so often. Think Byron Bay is a bit of a trap. Days seem to go by in a blur and its easy to stay here. Its how Australia is imagined in the monds of all the pale Europeans who stay here. Its not a disappointment because it really is as chilled out and laid back as you imagine - not a characature of itself as I hoped it wouldn't be. At the beaches there are gas fired hot plates that huge groups of families and friends use to cook up burgers and bacon and other delicious smelling things. There are also very quaint camper vans with orange flashing lights on the roof which sell smoothies or espresso. My favourite was the more traditional one that sold ice cream. It wasn't a shiny V-Dub but a bumbling old yellow Morris truck/bus thing, with a dainty orange light and an unused yellow loud hailer on the top. I saw the driver fixing it more than once... So it is easy to understand how people stay here in Byron. But after 6 days we thought we should move on to other places.