Get 'em out while you're young

Ever since I moved to Mullumbimby, life has been bra-less. Because that's what hippies do: leaving the house without shoes and bras. Freedom for everyone, including all boobs. Swimming and diving wearing just your bikini bottoms, because you lose the top in every wave anyway. While taking a shower after an afternoon dip in the ocean, a lady came up to us (us as in Gem and me, not as in me and my boobs) and screamed with joy: "Yes, get 'em out while you're young and they still look amazing! Yes!"

Pictures to go with this boob filled blogpost: beaches in and around Byron. And that's it.

Beaching

Most people take a one or two day roadtrip to see the great ocean road. Because we are a bit different in an extremely funky but slow way, it took us ten days. Like two snails we carried our home on our back and stopped when we found a nice beach to go for a swim/shower. It might surprise you, but there are heaps of stunning beaches along the great ocean road. So I spent many hours jumping over waves and losing my bikini. Body boarding without a board and sinking. Laughing so hard I accidentally drank two litres of seawater. Sand in my pants. But still happy as a fish.