Hi Sexy!
Sydney -> Port Macquarie, 26th January 2002
Up early (again) today so we could check out of our hostel. Bye bye
Sydney, it was nice meeting you! During our time in Sydney, the
weather had been pretty grey with almost no sun. But of course, on
the day we left, the sun poked its smiling face out of the clouds,
at 9am!
We decided to pop by the world famous Bondi Beach on our way out of
Sydney. We might even lie in the sun for an hour or too. However,
we'd forgotten that today was Australia Day. EVERYONE had decided to
go out for the day/weekend. So after pushing through the slow
traffic for a while, we settled for a drive by viewing. When we
eventually reached Bondi, we drove slowly by, Stinge snatched a
photo, then we were on our way again. Never mind, there are 100s
more beaches in Oz, including the famous Gold Coast and Byron Bay
which we WILL visit.
Our next port of call is, in fact, Byron Bay. We'd decided to break
the journey into two and tonight we're going to stop in Port
Macquarie. The journey was easy with no hassles. We made a stop at
Newcastle for lunch then moved on. We also made a quick stop at a
supermarket to stock up and we managed to get hold of some
cardboard. You may remember that when we were in New Zealand, some
backpackers in a car held up a sign saying 'Hi Sexy' to Emily. We've
decided to do a similar thing. We're going to make a collection of
signs. Mostly nice ones, we don't want any road rage!
 Late evening we arrived in Port Macquarie and had a look around for
somewhere to spend the night. We quickly found an oldish looking
motel. It looked pretty, um, basic, but as the price was only $60
(for all 4 of us) we decided to stay there. The room looked REALLY
old. The place must have been setup in the 1960s and hasn't changed
since. The TV is a real working antique with two huge dials to tune
it. The decor is real vintage stuff, lots of brown and gaudy floral
patterns. However, it is clean & functional, so it'll do.
The only thing to worry about was an old, sarcastic guy who worked
there. He had shaved white hair, missing teeth, one gold tooth and
messy clothes. I made the mistake of talking to him and he wouldn't
stop with the sarcastic comments. He obviously thinks he's funny.
Just before bed, I sat in the van for about an hour and practised my
Didgeridoo. No one can hear me playing in there so I don't need to
worry about annoying anyone! I'm making some progress and managed to
get some of the basic techniques. Woot!
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