Byron

The festivities were over and it was time for me to move down south. I headed to the bohemian Byron Bay for some beach town good times. The locale brings me back to my California roots as I spent most of my time between the beach and daily runs around the beautiful surrounding areas. A functioning lighthouse overlooks the bay and at night it gleams across the horizon and around the town. Comfortable in the chill vibes of Byron I decided to stay put here for the next week where many good times were to be had...check out some posts to come!

The obligatory self-pic.

In Land of Oz

Stepping foot into my first westernized country in months was a sigh of relief and comfort I haven't experienced in a while...that was until I was stopped, yet again, by airport security for an hour. Word to the wise - ALWAYS look presentable when flying as they totally discriminate us bum travelers. Like we'd ever traffic? We've all seen "Locked Up Abroad" way too many times for that.

Back to my home down unda'. I flew into Gold Coast to meet up with my buddy Will I met in Japan to attend Big Day Out music festival. It was nuts and had to say my favorite performance was LCD Soundsystem especially after I heard he's going to quit touring soon?! I stayed in Queensland through Australia Day where I partook in the Aussie tradition of "getting massively pissed with my mates"- it was definitely reminiscent of my usual 4th of July debauchery.

All in all it was a great start to what has been a fantastic time in Straya'...

I was Aboriginal in my past life...