We have moved into New South Wales....how exciting, so it's now 11 hours time difference!

Anyway I tried to write this under the title Byron Bay which is actually where I am, but it wouldn't let me and weirdly Hippie Land was ok with the computer so there you go! It's actually true, I have seen so many aging hippies/ crazily painted combi vans everywhere, and there's loads of beads etc etc. You can actually do a day tour here called Grasshoppers to Nimbin the weed capital of the world lol!

OK so last time I left this we were just about to start on the goon...well it was somewhat of a mistake!!!! Briony was home by 11pm (not that she can remember getting home or spending 35 mins on her phone to England!) Sarah and I rolled home from Down Under bar when it was starting to get light about half 4. I have a few drunken memories which are: berating a very large bouncer for the wet tee shirt comp; telling any Australian I met how they should appreciate the english as all their ancestors are our convicts; drinking a cocktail called (don't look mum) c*** sucking cowboy!!!; having my photo taken with every member of the bar staff; being chatted up by a girl from NZ who gave me her number; having a very drunken shower fully clothed at I reckon about half 6 although i can't remember doing it, I just woke up with wet hair and memories of being very thirsty!!! and too many other embarrassing things to mention. It was a wicked night basically.

So we got the bus to Surfer's Paradise the next day, not hungover at all because I'm pretty sure I was still hammered. Hungover set in about 3 pm so we went to bed, and then went out to stuff our faces at the Hard Rock cafe. It was much needed. We rented a dvd at the hostel nwhich was tres amusing as the tv lounge is actually an old vw bus with leopard print seats and a big screen at the front, so we settled in there for the night.

Our only full day at surfers was spent very well....at Wet n Wild! One of the rides scared me so much I couldn't even scream as I couldn't actually get a breath in! We cooked and ate the biggest prawn curry known to man and watched Harry Potter. We also met our swedish roomates who convinced me and sarah he had been attacked by a polar bear in stockholm with this massive scar....I'm ashamed to say we were pretty certain until his friends started wetting themselves.

OK nexdt day we got the bus to Byron Bay (aka hippie land) I have to go now so I'll add to this tomorrow....but you can call me surfer chick from now on!!!!