The Life of a Surf Bum
I'm sure a lot of people are wondering what I've been doing since I got to Australia. The answer; not much. After staying in Newcastle for about 3 weeks with a family I was introduced to by Sam's sister, I started to make my way north. I ended up in the little surfing town of Lennox Head. It has a few shops, 2 hostels, and a huge beach with perfect waves and absolutely no crowds, ever. I spent almost a week there just surfing, snorkeling, and pretty much nothing else.
After travelling up the east coast with Sam for a few days I learned that the rest of Australia is not like Lennox Head. All I found were beaches full of tourists and surfers, the waves so crowded that it was almost impossible for me to catch one. After a few frustrated days, I said farewell to Sam and headed back to Lennox Head.
I don't know when I will have the opportunity to surf again in the future, so I am just not ready to leave behind this perfect surfing community with it's gorgeous beach.
I wake up and go surfing, then I eat lunch, read for a bit, go surfing again. In the evenings I go swimming in a gorgeous lake which is died red from the surrounding tea trees. It's basically a lake full of tea. The next day I repeat the process. Yeah, it's a tough life.