Tuesday 28th December 2010
So we got up and headed down to reception to make our complaints about the room and the disturbed night’s sleep and plead for our money back on our remaining 5 night’s accommodation so we could make other arrangements. The guys at the desk agreed that our room really wasn’t great for a honeymooning couple but explained that there was nothing that could be done without speaking to the manger, Peggy, who was currently dealing with the fact that the Fire Brigade were not too impressed with the repetitive and unwarranted use of the fire alarm.
We headed off to the tourist information office to see if we could source alternative accommodation in the meantime. There was a very helpful chap at the accommodation desk who sent us off to view a room in a shared guesthouse called ‘Barbara’s’. On arrival at ‘Barbara’s’ there was another lady struggling up the steps with a suitcase. Franky helped her in with her bags. Barbara appeared at the front door looking quite sheepish… it seemed she’d promised the room to both of us – as the lady was literally two steps ahead of us, al be it purely due to Franky’s gentlemanly help she got the room! Bugger!
We headed back to Tourist Info and spent the next hour with the chap there searching for accommodation – funnily enough most places were fully booked for the New Year period! It was going to cost us $1300 for a cabin for the 5 remaining nights we needed (about £870). This was over £550 more than our original accommodation so we left to ‘have a think about it’.
We headed back to Nomad’s where Peggy was now free but told us that Nomad’s work on a ‘no refund’ policy and therefore we couldn’t have our money back – so there was no thinking required – we definitely couldn’t afford alternative accommodation. She agreed to get us out of a bunk bed room and give us a proper double bed, and offered us one night in a room with private en suite at no extra cost. Unfortunately it was only for one night as it was not available after that. We agreed that this was the best we could do in a town that was bulging at the seams and headed out in search of breakfast/lunch.
We found a great pub on the front called the Beach Hotel where we had lunch and a few schooners of beer. The weather is lousy in Byron. Queensland
We headed back to the hostel to check into our new room – this was soooooooo much better. A double bed, Ok it was 2 singles pushed together – but it beat the bunk hands down! And a bathroom, a fridge and a balcony!!! Franky jumped straight into the bed to catch up on his missed night’s sleep and I headed off in search of the laundry facilities – the reality of married life finally kicking in!!!!
We headed out into the town to pick up some groceries – Woolworths is still going strong here and is a supermarket chain. With tomorrow’s breakfast stuff sorted and some nibbles for tonight we grabbed another bottle of bubbles from the bottle shop – this came with two complimentary champagne flutes – we’re gonna fit right in at the hostel!!!! We made use of our facilities – chilled champagne drunk on our balcony over looking the hostel piazza where the night was heating up and the booze was flowing.
Once ready we headed down to join them – and realised that these people weren’t actually wild animals as we had suspected in the early hours of this morning, nor were we the oldest kids on the block! We chattered with 3 Aussies whilst watching, and occasionally participating in a very interesting drinking game that was being played on the next table – Franky had an ice cube wiped over his face and I got a male lap dance!!! We ended up staying there far longer than we had intended – we had been on our way out for tea but it was gone 11.00pm when we eventually left the hostel. We headed to the Beach hotel which had a live band on and caught the last few songs of their set.
Hunger eventually got the better of us and we left in search of food and found…. Kebabs! Yes! So it was kebabs in bed and off to sleep…… night!
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