Quest (One Bedroom) Newcastle

After a very late night surrounded by the last of my clothes.... I finally had bags packed but still had a few things to send to myself via the post. (as it was I had to pay excess baggage.. by then I was just over it) lol<br><br>After a bit of shopping at Chatswood, Darren successfully got me to the main entrance into the international lounge.. a bit scary as this was it, all that planning, all that worrying and all ...

... ich mir die Hand aufgeschlitzt und nach einigen Kilometern und Stunden in Flipflops habe ich 6 offene Blasen an den Fuessen. Aber mit viel Meerwasser heilt das ganz schnell wieder. Hoffentlich. Ich sollte eine Rubrik eroeffnen mit dem Titel "Die Backpacker-Kueche". Nachdem meine Koeche weg sind gibt es bei mir nur noch Reste. Heute habe ich Reis mit Erdnussbutter kredenzt, wenn man das so nennen darf. War richtig lecker und nahrhaft ...

After arriving in Byron Bay we went down to the beach and met the three Irish girls again. We spent a while walking around the town and it kind of reminded me of Noosa a bit except not so upmarket. It was totally different from Surfers Paradise, the only high-rise in Byron is the lighthouse on the headland overlooking the bay. We cooked a lovely thai curry on the campsite for dinner then walked down to the girls apartment for a few drinks. Just as we got to ...

... donated my old lens for parts and purchased a brand new $500 lens. The girl is still cursing over the phone. The new lens works wonderfully. Trish. I could write a book. But I won't. Trish was my flatmate. She seemed a little odd at first. Kind of quiet, tall with that "Mortishia Adams" meets Paris Hilton thing going on, but we got along fine. Until she started seeing Mark, then she wouldn't even make eye contact with me. Seems to be a thing with certain friends of mine who ...

My life is a work in progress. I guess everyone's life is a work in progress. Mine right now is finally starting to amount to something. I keep building up and tearing down. The only thing I keep with me is my spirit, my character and my mind. And sometimes I think I'm losing that. My mind that is. I'm finally starting to get to a point where I can live again. Part of me wants to move because of it. Part of me is happy with this and needs this. Needs more. Needs ...

... in a resort whether in the sun or snow i will get to meet loads of people have work and accommodation all thrown in. Apparently working on the islands are an absolute blast. On a good note i have had a bit of work and im seem to be getting their with the agencies. Once im signed up i can then work with them to find jobs all over Australia which is cool. Looking forward to heading down to melbourne to catch up with my Taz friend Emma. Hope you are all well x

... two failed attempts to refloat the damaged vessel) we were lucky enough to see the beached ship before its third (and finally fourth) effort to get it back out to sea. It was quite chaotic - a big portion of the area had been cordoned ...

... two countries you'd think they'd award some kinda gigantic trophy like the Stanley Cup. But no. Instead they get an urn. Seriously. Just imagine the champions passing this tiny little urn-no bigger than a cup of coffee-from player to player. Oh yea, and the Brits, while they've only won twice in the last decade, will not let the actual Ashes out of the country, the Aussies get a replica if they win. I'd rather sink tankers any day.

... the beach at night. In Byron Bay at the moment, is a really cool, town really laid back, with sound nice beaches, have spend alot of time in this bar called cheeky Monkeys which is a bit crazy, everyone daning on tables and all. Had a party on the beach last night, we all got a bit drunk and started playing games like dodgeball and whell barow races. Off the surfers paradise next, hopefully will be as cool as here Des

... Lots of rainforest and lush greenery - very beautiful, and hot, hot weather! I went for an early morning run and by 8.30am it was over 32'C - not so much a run but a crawl! Drove into Port Macquarie and went to the Koala Hospital! - lots of little koalas with cute names, recovering from roadside traffic injuries and bush fire injuries. Little gravestones were very sad! In the evening, Gav, Gordon and I drove ...