It's a long way to Byron Bay
Today we have the longest stretch of the route ahead of us. We start quite early with a little coffee stop on our way to Byron Bay. There will be a short break at a viewpoint...


Published: 08.01.2025
Today is a day when my phone could theoretically have taken many great pictures and videos.
Of the funny surf instructor explaining the waves to us. Of me standing on the surfboard. How the sunlight breaks in the water. Of me laughing when I fall into the water. Of my sunburn on my butt. Photos of the hair strands in my face because the snorkel mask ruins the hairstyle. A video of the speedy ride on the speedboat from the shore to the rocks, around which we snorkel. Of Dory from 'Finding Nemo', whom I meet there with her friend, just like many clownfish, 3 turtles, and Wobbegong sharks. I could have taken photos of the view over the expanse of the sea, the starry sky, the sea at night with the Solvent Disco on the beach.
I did not take a single such photo or video. I put my phone away and enjoyed the moment, not because of the water or sand. Some things are better captured with your mind, with your memories, because they are too beautiful for any camera to capture. And, some things even the best phone cannot preserve: the tingling on the skin when the small jellyfish touch you. The feeling of freedom when gliding over the waves and the excitement of swimming in the midst of a school of colorful fish. The tickling of sun rays that announces sunburn. The taste of sunscreen, salty sea, and chlorinated water from the tap. The heat of the pavement under your feet after getting off the boat. This delightful relaxation of a glass of wine in pleasant company in the evening sea breeze.
Click click. My brain has created many sensory memory images. And that is more than enough.
