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Reisverslag The next chapter
23 april 2014
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The next chapter
So where am I? After a bus, a plane, a bus and another bus (little unpleasant journeys made complete by my massive friend called a backpack that I forgot I had) I have just savely arrived at my hostel in Melbourne. Another stop that I didn't plan on making, but unexpexted adventures seem to work out for me every time. I've got a few hours to kill, as I am waiting for a friend and can't check into my room yet, ah the joy of backpacking. Oh well I've got my coffee and my wifi, it'll all be fine. I am really exited to be in a new city with my crazy Canadian/Dutch lady Seta van der Hoop. Melbourne is supposed to be an arty, multicultural meltingpot. Basically everything I love about the city which is why I am so happy I've found a spare week to go and explore! It is very good distraction as well. It got a little emotional when I had to leave surfcamp about two days ago.I remember being on a boat in Port Stephens when I got a text that I could trial.I remember spending an amazing week in Byron Bay with Ben, James and Rach. A place I could live I swear. And then a long long train ride back to Sydney where my second surfcamp experiece began. This time as staff, even better. I wish time wouldn't go so fast. From the 3 months I've been in Australia 2 were spent on and around beautiful Seven Mile Beach. My home was Gerroa, a little place about 2 hours south of Sydney that reminded me of England sometimes. Green hills, a tidal river full of stingrays, pelicans and kakatoos, a little surfer town called Gerringong where nobody even bothered with shoes. Good old Fishos (the Fishermans Pub) and the kiosk where we'd buy our beers on the saturday nights and latte's on the sunday mornings. And last but not least the beach. When I say Seven Mile Beach, I literally mean Seven Miles of it. Seven beautiful miles of sand, bush, waves, cool locals, dolphins and sunsets. Right on my doorstep... Surfcamp Australia, the place where I met amazing people, saw hundreds of friendly faces looking for adventure, cooked for 90 people every day and most of all learnt how to surf. Because even though we really did work, there was hardly a day that I didn't surf. At 6 in the morning or in a few free hours in the afternoon, we were out there. I can't believe I never really surfed before I came here, how I've been missing out! So yeah I shed some tears when I had to leave on monday. I'm going to miss the surf, the funny locals, the campers, the disgusting but cosy staff cabin, the kitchen, the dreaded barbie, the little roadtrips to Werri or Bombo in a van loaded with 12 surfboards, the IGA runs, the tanning sessions, the hitchhiking, the sidebar sundays, the wollongong boogies, the crazy introduction speeches by Shayno and Jordy that made me cry of laughter (legends), the kitchen dance-offs and twerk sessions, the jumping pillow and bathroom singing, the latte runs, the movie nights and pancake mornings. But most of all, the people. Kev, Lisa, Robbie Williams, Inks, Shayno, Jordy, Marcie, Sam T & D, Tyson, Mattie, Mad Max, Nutella, Jan, Jack, Robbie Walters, Scotty, Tommy, RayRay, Charlotte ma poulette, Nicko, Simon, Isaac, Rachel, Vince, Johnny and of course Jazzie my lovely. Thank you for making my stay amazing. YEW
I'm halfway through my trip now, and had to make some arrangements...haha. 6 months is not enough to see it all. I've extended my trip with a month and hopefully come home somewhere in August. I have Melbourne, New Zealand, the East-Coast, Darwin and Indonesia ahead of me. And where ever else I randomly deside to go. The world is mine ah ha!
23 april 2014 20:54 | Door: nelleke
ik hoor van je ma dat je het geweldig vindt in Aussie en je prima redt....
wil je toch een tip meegeven voor als je doorsuist naar NZ, deze backpackers was echt geweldig- alleen al om het uitzicht: