On our way to Byron Bay we decided to take a little detour to Brunswick Heads, somewhere neither of us had ever been. My Dad spent many of his summer holidays there as a kid and as it was only 15 minutes north of Byron, right off the Pacific Highway, we thought we’d pass through. I could have spent all day there!

Driving into Brunswick Heads, it doesn’t look like much. I began to get that awkward “crap, my badddd” feeling after what was a pretty big drive. Luckily we got to the main street of town and I was blown away! The river is a beautiful, clear blue and dotted with people enjoying the cool water and good weather. David seemed to like it too, which is good because I tend to get overly excited about pretty beaches. It’s good to have a rational person’s opinion to vet your own, slightly beach-crazy one.

It was a sweltering day and the sand was burning our feet as we ran up the path to the water. We were rewarded by a big, beautiful beach that was sparsely dotted with other beach-goers. Unlike Byron Bay, most people here seemed to be locals and there was plenty of room. I can’t stand crowded beaches because I have an unusually large personal space bubble, even by Australian standards. The beach went on and on with plenty of  soft sand and there literally wasn’t a cloud in the sky. We’ve already decided to head back the first chance we get!