After a fourteen hour flight from Heathrow, a six hour stop over in Taiwan, another nine hour flight and some of the most questionable airline food China Airlines had to offer- we had landed. Sydney, Australia. After graduating university in Cardiff, my girlfriend and I felt we weren’t really ready for the `real world` so thought a little travel might delay the inevitable. And with its golden beaches, spectacular countryside and huge backpacker community Australia seemed the only option.
We had scoured the internet and all the travel books for a hostel near the beach, near the City and one with a comfortable, relaxed atmosphere and had hit the jackpot! Sydney Beach House was the perfect start to our Australian adventure. We spent our first week relaxing by the beautiful roof top pool, sun bathing on the magnificent Collaroy beach and getting to know our house-mates!
We had planned to only stay a week before moving on to other areas of Sydney. However, a year is a long time and we had barely scratched the surface of making new friends and exploring the Northern Beaches of Sydney. So before we knew it a week had turned into six and we had made lifelong friends while making the most of the hostel`s bike hire, surfboard hire, their day activities oh.. and their night ones!
After a few weeks I was looking for work and the staff at The Beachouse were of invaluable help. Before we knew it, my girlfriend and I had saved enough to buy a beautiful little campervan, Tia the Toyota Townace and were ready to hit the road on our adventures. In 3 months we drove from Sydney to Cairns, stopping off at the beautiful Blue Mountains, the Hunter Valley, Port Stevens, Coffs Harbour, Port Macquarie, Byron Bay, Surfers Paradise, Brisbane, the town of 1770, Hervey Bay, Noosa, Airlie Beach and Cairns. All with their unique charms, stunning scenery and amazing adventures we had the time of our lives.
Suddenly we found ourselves with no money in Cairn`s wet season and with no work options so we hit the road back to Sydney and after two days of hard driving and ham sandwiches we were back, checking into our home from home- Sydney Beach House. We were greeted by huge smiles and hundreds of questions about our trip. Before long we had sadly sold Tia our beloved campervan and our good friends at the Beachouse had helped us find work again and we were back on our feet. Ready to start another adventure… Thailand? India? … Who knows?
Joe, Cardiff, South Wales.


