Obviously, by now we’ve left Bondi Beach already. Philip, Robert and I decided to go on a 7-day surf camp. The first day we went to a beach just a little more south of Sydney. The next few days we stayed in Pacific Palms, close to Seal Rocks. None of us had surfed before, so it was quite a challenge. Frankly, I reckon that the waves and I have a love-hate relationship, because one minute they want to drown me and the next I get to catch the wave and stand on my surfboard. I got to see wild dolphins for the first time in my life and today a whale with her baby even jumped out of the sea! One of the other surfers, a guy from England, was chilling on his surfboard, waiting to catch the right wave, until a bunch of dolphins swam near him. We saw kangaroos as well and there was a little shrimp next to me in the lake, so this is paradise for animal lovers.
It’s quite funny actually how you can change in such a short amount of time. I’ve only been in Australia for 2 weeks now and by now I don’t care as much as I used to about my mosquito bites – even though I get stung almost to death, since I’m allergic to them. They even leave my friends alone who sit next to me just to bother me – and look forward to my breakfast of toast with peanut butter, while I used to choke on it back home. Also, I don’t care about the moths anymore with whom I share my showers, since all I care about is feeling warm and clean. I know that this doesn’t sound very lovely, but hey: you’ve gotta do what you’ve gotta do..
Byron Bay, here we come!