He had this beautiful feathers hanging down from the mirror in the car, I remember I really liked them, the seats where comfy and so was the conversation, chilled and easy. He told me about when he bought the car, and that the only thing he really liked was the feathers.
It was the 4th of April and I was finally going up the east coast, taking day by day just appreciating life. After sharing basic facts about each other, while driving through Crowd head bay,Coffs harbor and Yamba we where getting along great and we where now heading to Nimbin as good friends, it dosen`t take to long to get to know another when you travel and live in a car and are together 24/7 Driving inland, between beautiful green grass tops, a huge rainforest that frames everything and curls up around the road, windows wide open, youre hair dancing in the wind, the smell of sugar cane, smells like weed. This was Nimbin, Australia’s answer to Amsterdam.
Sleeping in the car at cheap camping spots, or just random places for free, it’s so nice.In Australia they have free bbq, benches,toilets and showers in every beach or parks. Setting up our home and then walking around this little hippie town, so many colours, on the houses and the people. Everywhere you went they asked if you wanted cookies! We enjoyed the days with funny live music, good food, drinks, just sitting on the grass, meeting new people and getting to know each other more, life was good. But what a contrast, I mean I would die if I saw my grandma just hanging outside in the street,so high, wearing a crop top showing her belly, colorful feathers in her long hair and just digging the trance music. People here lived their life in their own little bubble. I was waiting impatiently for my chicken wrap that I ordered from another weird lady that talked to me as I was her child, and wanted to swap the wrap for my watch, after reminding them again I finally took a big bite into wrap only to discover that it was full of big bones! Well, it did the same job, I was not hungry anymore! It was getting late,the company had left, just me and the Chilean guy left with the candle lights, so dark, and across the camping spot I could see a big guy walking with a flash light, with his slow kind of limping walk. Who could that be at this time? My mind was suddenly thinking in this weird old Australian guy who was kidnapping backpackers! He was getting closer, and he was heading towards us, Chilean guy was sitting with his back against him and was still talking shit and laughing. He was close now, and lighting up our faces. (we are fucked!), my body didn’t react to my thoughts, even the Chilean guy was getting stressed! He blinded my eyes with the torch, I could only see a big shadow, and I just l”Have you seen my weed?” A character from England getting stuck in Nimbin getting high all day, had apparently lost his weed! Harmless, but made some good laughs.
Afther a beautiful hike in the rainforest we finished of with a swim in the river, it was too hot to care about that I was just in my tiny underwear. But this was a well known lookout spot so just when I was ready to go, 10 tourists showed up with 10 cameras and extended my swim, I felt like a part of the attractions.
Byron Bay- a little beach town to fall in love with,there is no way to not like it if you like the beach that is.There is a wave for every one, even me! My run on the beach there is maybe one of the most memorable, running into heaven. In this beautiful sunset of pink and purple, with reflection on the wet sand, finishing of with a swim, words, even pictures becomes poor. We where cooking our dinner at night on a hot plate in a park among people from all over the world,some homeless people playing Bob Marley on repeat, crazy chicks steeling our beer, and people dancing with fire, and in the trees there where thousands parrots having a party,it was not boring. To get ready for a night out when you live in the car means having a cold shower in one of the beach shower next to the road. Its ok, but it takes a while to get use to people walking by you while you washing your crotch. Back to the car to change clothes between the car doors, and putting make up on in the car mirror with the street lights!! And when the party is over and you have slept in the car for an hour, a ranger comes banging on your window and tell you to move asap! Its fine, it’s all a part of the experience but sometimes you need a break, so we took in to a hostel for the next two days, and enjoyed Byron Bay to the fullest before we headed to the famous gold coast,surfers paradise!
It is a tourist paradise! This is not where you find the surfing culture, but it is quite nice scenery to spend a day or two. We spent one night in Coolangatta just 15 min outside of Gold Coast, where I started my morning with a great run along the beach overlooking the big waves and miles of beach with the skyscrapers of Gold Coast surrounding it all. It was peacefully, not crowded, I could not take my eyes of the skyscrapers on the beach, it was a special sight. I was so hot, my hair was whipping against my shoulders witch was sweating out my sunscreen, the smell of coconut and summer, and my feet where so light and fast, I think I smiled the whole run. It’s a big city so then you have crowds, shopping, dining and drinking.We rented some bikes to ride around the city to have a look at this famous paradise, but it didnt take to long before we ended up out of the city and the beach… breath-taking views from the beach, but that’s it,I don’t know what all the fuzz is about, if you want to enjoy the beach you should stay outside of gold cost, it’s too windy, the waves wash you up like a washing machine and it’s too tourisitic. After partying in Gold Coast I was waking up pretty hangover, and I was not the only one… I felt like cinderella, there I was yesterday, drinking expensive mojitos in a nice dress with beautiful make up, peeing in toilets covered in gold, and now opening up my eyes lying in my sleeping bag in a sweaty old car in a random parking lot, stepping outside,finding myself surrounded by tourist´s and people working out.. time for a shower, so there I was shampooing my hair while random people passing by greeting me good morning! On the way to Brisbane I felt exhausted, and the traffic was bad, we where not ready for another party night, and had enough of the city life so we just passed through Brisbane, a couple of times though, since I only had a half a brain that day and forgot my wallet somewhere in between Tourist paradise and brisbane.The store was now closed, but luckily for me the store owner came back for his glasses(!)
We drove through Sunshinecoast and Noosa witch was lovely, and then we camped at rainbow beach, a nice little town with unbelievable beaches. Again we camped in our car in a random place which is not allowed. After a few six packs, with good music and conversation at the beach a ranger car polled up blinding my intoxicated eyes with his lights. Trying to pull it together and hiding some of the beer bottles while the ranger walked out of the car. He was surprisingly nice, and I think I seemed pretty serious even though I was laughing my heart out inside. Cant even remember all he said, he was there for a while talking in his broad Australian accent giving us all this tips and pointers, I think at some point he was getting out his frustration to us about people not picking up after their dog, but I can´t say for sure. But there we where packing up the car, out on a mission to hide the car, find a new place to sleep, at 23.00 in the middle of our party.The Chilled Chilean guy drove the car slowly up from the beach and parked it just outside a house, we packed a backpack, sleeping bags and took the tent and headed back to the beach. It was a fun mission actually, we where laughing and the scenery was so nice, I will never forget the moon that night, it was the biggest moon I’ve ever seen, and soo orange.We slept on the beach and the next morning I woke up to a beautiful sunrise, and 5 swimming dolphins right into the seashore, thank you Ranger for making me not sleep in the car.
So close to Fraiser Island,but as non of us are good planners we where to late to book a trip, but it was no big deal, I’ve seen so many beautiful places around all of Australia and there was other places to go. We booked a sail trip to the Whitsunday Islands instead, so now we had to go to Arlie beach where the boat departed. Before we left we took all our dirty clothes to the laundry and while we waited we went to climb a sand dune, had a couple of beers in the hill and walked the amazing deserted beach back in the sunset. What a life, I feel blessed.