I suppose it's fair to say that for the 11 years that I lived so close to the world's most amazing beaches I took it for granted. When I moved away and began being tortured by the cold, I really began to miss it and eagerly awaited every chance to go back home. 6 years later, I still feel the same. One of my favourite places to spend a couple of days on holidays is Noosa (but Byron Bay still comes first). Noosa is simply beautiful, although can at times get hot due to being shielded in an inlet and can often be overrun by families and screaming children. If it's not your scene, avoid the school holidays. Or invest in some good headphones.
It has been a while since I stayed at a hotel, as I typically avoid them. I don't enjoy paying a surplus to be harassed by overenthusiastic staff, turn down services and bell boys (as nice as being fussed over is, I prefer being left to my own devices). I chose to stay at Noosa Heads Motel - a private and very reasonably priced accommodation, a short walk away from all the action.
The hours spent swimming, reading and walking did me a world of good. There is nothing better than a beach holiday.
|Early morning, post swim coffee at Bistro C|
|Sickly sweet and over indulgent serving of pancakes at Bistro C|
|Late night walk|
|Cooling off in the shade on a hot afternoon|
|My two lonely holiday purchases - new havs and a jewllery pouch|
|Cooling off with a coconut on Hastings Street|
|Arabian Threads caftan (a wonderful Etsy buy) and a Roberto Cavalli for Target bikini|