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... a whole meal unless you like buttered cucumber spring onions in a rum sauce with ginger beer. We get out to the supermarket and Rory needs the toilet desperately and suddenly. We nearly get there in time. You see it's not so much of a holiday as a slog, as I've said before. I'm not sure why we are doing this anymore. We pelt down the motorway past all the places we want to visit but it's lashing down so there's no point. We went past the town of Nimbin which has always held ...
Once in the car and back on the road, to our surprise, we found that we didn’t go into the main part of Grafton at all and really we had seen nothing of the town so famous for it’s Jacaranda trees when they are in full bloom in particular. I couldn't see any signage pointing to the main town centre ... if they did have signage then I missed it.
We also noticed there were a lot more ...
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Today we left the Gold Coast and went to Byron Bay the most easterly point in Australia. It was walk from the car park down the bottom of the hill and up the hill, and down the hill, and up the hill to the most Easterly point in Australia and the most easterly lighthouse. Then we headed to Coffs Harbour and the Big Banana, we had an ice-cream ...
... than I had the whole trip and it took several minutes to wipe the dust from my eyes. After a quick trip to the supermarket to get some food for the journey we began our trek to catch the bus. Now if my bag had been heavy the day before it was nothing in comparison to that morning. I felt like I was carrying a baby Rhino in my rucksack and by the time we reached the bus stop my arms were so numb that had taken on a mind of their own and were involuntarily swinging about in all manner ...