Surfers paradise & Movie World
10th, 11th & 12th February 2018
Going to new places can be scary and it was something we hadn’t done after being in our Cairns bubble for a while but it was finally time to head somewhere new and explore.
I fell in love with the Gold Coast straight away. As soon as we were driving in on the good old greyhound I could just sense that I was going to enjoy our time here. We arrived at the hostel and were blown away, It was so nice! After staying in only Nomads up till this point, it was a breath of fresh air to be somewhere that was newly furbished and modern. Spoiler alert, this turned out to be our favourite hostel so shout out to BUNK surfers paradise, keep doing you. We spent the afternoon napping and doing a bit of exploring, aggy and tired we needed to just spend some time coming round before we did anything too adventurous.
The next day we were up ready for a beach day which was only a 10 minute walk away. Living up to it’s name the surf at the beach was insane! We nearly drowned a few times but it was SO FUN. Funnily enough just after we left for the next place they closed the beach for about a week due to strong tides.
The thing about Aus is that no matter how mcuh this pale Brit put suncream on, the Aus sunshine always won. 2 very burnt bum cheeks later it was time to head into the city to do some shopping, which conveniently, was just off the beach. I think that was my main reason for loving surfers as much as I did, you had the big sky rise buildings, shops in the City and the beach all in 100 metres of each other.
I won’t lie to you, another reason I enjoyed surfers was because of my whirlwind date with a certain boy nicknamed J-lo. I won’t be going into detail as I know my dad reads this (hi Stu), but lets just say it was the sweeping off my feet I needed.
Monday came around and it was time for an adrenaline filled day at Warner Brothers Movie World. This was honestly one of the best theme parks I’ve ever been to, including Disney. The wait times for rides where minimal and with opportunities to bump into characters and have your picture taken or watch the parades, there was always something to look at and engage with.
An evening in the Hard Rock Cafe was a treat to us and it was nice to treat ourselves to something other than cheesy pasta. The next morning we were off again heading to Byron so we spent the evening packing and getting some rest.
Yep you guessed it… it was greyhound time again, off to go “find ourselves” in Byron Bay…