I woke up, I was feeling really crook, I had a terrible pain in the guts.

There's no way in the world that I'm going to be riding home today. I went and sat on the crapper for a while, and regretted whatever it was that I did last night to end up like this.

I went back to bed for a while.

We had to be checked out of the room by 10am, so at about 9.30am, I went down to reception, and booked another night. I briefly spoke to my mate about it before I went down there, he said that he couldn't afford another night, I didn't care, I needed it.

Anyway, I paid for another night. It was cheaper tonight, because it was a Sunday night, I think it was only about $100. Paid it on my credit card, and then I went back to the room, and went back to bed.

I ended up getting up again at about midday. I went and had a shower.

While I was in the shower, the housekeeping came around, and knocked on the door. My mate dealt with getting rid of them, the guy was really annoying. "You have to check out", "No, we've booked another night", "You have to go down to reception to pay for it then", "We already have", "Oh, well that's ok then", and the guy finally buggers off.

I didn't know about any of this, my mate told me when I got out of the shower.

He'd stayed in bed the whole time.

I got dressed, putting on my jeans, which I hadn't worn since we rode in on Friday.

I decided to go for a walk around. My mate didn't look like he was going to get ready anytime soon, so I told him that I'd take my phone, and he could give me a call when he got up, if he wanted to find out where I was.

I started out just wandering around aimlessly, but then I decided to look for the Scottish chick. I don't know why I was bothering, it was highly unlikely that I was going to find her.

I spent an hour wandering around Byron Bay, looking in all the shops for her. I didn't see her or her friends anywhere.

I walked along the side of the beach, there was a cafe, I went in there, and I bought a bottle of water, because I'd got a bit hot walking around.

I asked the chick in there how far it was to walk to the lighthouse, she said she wasn't sure, so she asked a couple of the other people working in the cafe how long it would take to walk to the lighthouse.

They had a bit of an argument, it seemed that no one was really sure how long it would take, from 10 minutes to half an hour, to 45 minutes.

The one thing they could agree on though, was that it was faster to walk along the beach.

I thanked them, took my water, and found my way down to the beach.

I wandered along the beach, this wasn't too bad of a view, lots of hot chicks on the beach, and a few of them topless, I'm not going to argue with that.

I kept wandering along the beach. Gees I'm hot. I wish I hadn't worn my jeans, boots, and a black T shirt, I really look like quite a bit of a dope wandering along the beach like this too.

Oh well, I don't care.

I spent about 10 minutes walking along the beach. I wished I'd brought my ipod, this is a bit boring now, all this walking.

I kept going, and I got to basically the end of the beach.

I found my way up off the beach, into a carpark, there was another cafe here.

I went in there, waited for ages, and the guy at the counter finally asked if I wanted something, and I told him I just wanted to know the way to the lighthouse, and he told me that there was a sign in the carpark below.

I left, walked back down to the carpark, and through it, I don't really see where I'm going here.

I came across a sign, and it had a few different walking trails written on it, including one to the lighthouse.

I started trekking up the hill. This was a bit like hard work. Again I wished I hadn't worn such impractical clothes.

After a couple of minutes, trail went back down the other side of the hill, and ended up on a road. I wandered along the road, where I thought the trail would lead off again, and ended up finding it again at the bottom of a hill.

It took me quite a while to get to the top of the trail, I had to take a few stops as I got near the top, drinksome water, calm down a bit.

I didn't take the trail out to the most easterly point of Australia, it looked like a bit too much work to get back up to the trail and then up to the top of the hill.

I eventually got to the top, to the lighthouse.

I wandered around up there for a bit, catching my breath.

I went into the lighthouse, it's a museum too. I made a donation on my way in, and I checked out all the stuff on display, old lighthouse technology, and details about ships that have runaground etc.

I came back out again after about 10 minutes, I was so hot.

I finished my bottle of water, and chucked the bottle in the bin, there was a shop, I was just looking to buy something, but then I couldn't be bothered, I figured I'd just find the way back to town, down the road, rather than the awful trail again.

Just as I was looking for the roadway down, I saw the Scottish chick, I couldn't believe it, I've walked around for 2 hours, and I've found her.

Then I realised she was with some guy, and it wasn't he guy she'd been with yesterday, who she was travelling with (and she wouldn't have been cracking on to me yesterday if she'd had anything to do with that guy). Oh, great.

Now I almost felt worse than not having found her at all.

I walked over towards her, I heard her saying to the guy that I was someone that she'd met yesterday.

I said hello, and we chatted for a bit. She asked me if the pot chocolate was supposed to do anything, and I said that all it did to me was make me feel sleepy.

She told me that they hadn't come around last night because they'd got pissed, and gone to sleep.

I told them that they could go inside the lighthouse, so they went in, and I waited outside, looking out to the ocean.

A few minutes later, they came out of the lighthouse.

We chatted a bit more, and then they both gave me their cameras, and asked me to take pictures of them in front of the lighthouse.

Ok, does it get much worse than this. I took the cameras, and I waited while they moved back in front of the lighthouse, and I took a picture of them both on both of their cameras.

We chatted for a while, I offered to shout some drinks, I wanted to find out exactly what the story was with this guy, but they didn't take me up on that offer, we just stood around chatting a bit more.

We decided to go back to town, I asked how they had come up here, they told me that they'd walked up the road, so I suggested we go back down the trail.

We started walking down the trail, out to the southeast, over the ocean, there were some huge storm clouds, they looked like they were moving in fairly quickly.

We walked down the trail, and out to the most easterly point. The Scottish chick asked me to take a picture of her, so I asked her to stand in front of the huge storm clouds over the ocean, and I took her photo.

We continued walking after this, back on to the trail.

There were a few spots of rain, I wasn't too worried.

As we walked down the trail, the 2 of them walked in front, and I just trailed behind. I felt like just leaving them to walk away, and leave me behind.

The storm came over, and it pissed down with rain. I didn't care.

We kept walking down the trail. We got to the road at the bottom, and walked along the road, and then over the next hill, and back into the carpark again.

We walked through the carpark, and back to the stairs down onto the beach.

We walked all the way along the beach, back towards town, we were all chatting as we walked along the beach.

When we got back near town, the 2 of them decided to go into the surf. That wasn't really a choice for me, considering what I was wearing, so I said my goodbyes.

I had been thinking about giving her my email address, and asking her to send me copies of the photos I'd taken of her, but I was pathetic again, and didn't, and was a bit depressed with the whole situation.

I told her that if I didn't see her again in the rest of the day, it was nice to have met her, which it was, because I was going home tomorrow.

I left them, she started undressing down to her bikini, and I just walked away, across the beach, off the beach, and back on to the road.

I called my mate to find out where he was, he said he was still in the room, smoking.

I said I'd be back there in a bit.

I went into the beachside pub we'd been in at some point last night, or the night before, and I just got a lemon lime and bitters, my stomach was still churning, or I would have had some alcohol.

I finished that, and then I dawdled my way back to the room.

On the way, I looked in a few shops, I wanted to find a bad hawaiian shirt to remember the trip, but I couldn't find one bad enough, and they were too expensive.

I got back to the room.

My mate was lying on the lounge watching the tv, some crap Disney movie or something was on.

We went and sat out on the balcony.

I told him about having walked for 2 hours to find the Scottish chick, and finding her, with some guy.

He told me that if he'd been a chick, that would be the point where he'd give me a hug.

I just sat there depressed for a while. We went inside, another crap Disney movie was starting.

This one had Chevy Chase in it, and one of the kids from Home Improvement. We ended up sitting there and watching the whole movie.

A few hours after that we decided to go out for our last night. I went and had a shower, and got ready to go out.

We left the room, went for a bit of a walk. I said I'd wished I'd gone and got a bottle of Ricadonna earlier, but now all the bottle shops would be shut. We got a little way from the room, and I noticed that the drive through bottle shop was still open, so we went in there.

I bought a bottle of Ricadonna, and my mate bought a pack of smokes.

We walked back to the room, and I stuck the bottle in the fridge, and then we left again.

We decided to go to Cheeky Monkey's for dinner again. We walked down there, got in the line (not as bad as the other night), and we got in a little while later.

The chick taking the dinner orders asked if we were staying in a backpackers, and we lied and said that we were staying in the YHA, so we could get the cheap meals.

We ordered our food, paid, went in, and dropped off the ticket at the kitchen again.

We hung around up near the front, near the stage, and managed to get a seat at the front table, right in front of the stage.

I said that I wasn't going to drink anything tonight, just the bottle of Ricadonna when I went back to the room, but my mate gave me some money, and told me to go to the bar, and buy 2 of the faggiest, girliest drinks they have.

I went over there, and I asked the guy what the faggiest, girliest drinks they had were, and paid for and went back to the table with a couple of Bicardi breezers, one watermelon flavour, and the other cherry or something.

We sat and drank them, I felt like a bit of a dickhead, but at the same time I didn't care.

We sat there for another short while, they were having a "Miss Backpacker" thing in here tonight, so hopefully we'd get a bit of a perve with dinner.

We finished our drinks, waited, and they kept going on about Miss Backpacker starting soon. My mate said that he'd bet they'd start just after we got our dinner, and we'd have to move, because our table was part of the stage.

A few minutes later our number came up on the thing, I went and collected the meals, and went back to the table.

We got about halfway through our meals by the time they started it.

A guy running it came to us, told us that he realised it was a shitty time to assk us to move, and gave us a voucher for a couple of free drinks or a free jug of beer or something.

We took our meals, and moved to a little shelf at the side, near the DJ box, and finished eating our meals.

The first round of Miss Backpacker went on, all the chicks came out and stepped up on the table, wandering along and back a couple of times, all done up in their nightclub gear.

None of them are terrifically attractive, the Aussie chick looks like she's made of plastic.

That went on for another few minutes, and then they all buggered off again, so we sat back down at the table, even though we'd finished our meals.

My mate went for a wander, over to the bar, he came back ages later, he said he'd bumped into the British chicks from the Nimbin tour yesterday, and he'd managed to convince 2 of them to go in the next couple of Miss Backpacker rounds, sweet, they were pretty good looking.

We sat around for a while, and waited for the next round. I went and used our drink voucher to get us a couple of drinks, and then went back to the seats.

My mate who lives in Newcastle called my mate, but he couldn't hear him because of all the noise in there, so he said he'd call him back in a bit.

They did the next round about 15 minutes later, the swimsuit round. The British chicks had run back to their hotel, grabbed some undies, and come back, so they joined in that round, and that wasn't too bad at all.

After that was finished, we sat around listening to the music in there for a bit, and then we decided to leave, it was about 10.30pm. When we got outside, I reminded my mate to call back our other mate, and he did, as we walked along, back to the room.

We got back to the room, and sat out on the balcony. I grabbed the bottle of Ricadonna, and had a couple of glasses of that.

My mate disappeared out of the room somewhere, and came back ages later. He told me he'd been chatting to some guy out of one of the othe rooms, and just when he was going to come back in, some chicks had turned up.

They'd got out of their car, and started belting on the door of reception, but because there was no one there, it had not been answered.

My mate had gone down to find out what was going on, and they told him that they were supposed to be staying at some guy's place, but that he'd passed out, and wouldn't open the door, so they couldn't get in, and had to find somewhere else to stay.

He told them that if they couldn't check in anywhere, they could come back, because we had a spare bunk and the sofabed if they wanted it.

They said they would try a couple of other places, but if they couldn't get in anywhere, they would come back.

I sat there and waited for a while, I wasn't really expecting them to come back, but you never know. I waited for about 45 minutes, and then decided bugger it, they aren't coming back, so I finished the bottle off, and then I went and lay on the bed listening to my ipod.

I fell asleep listening to it, but then woke up again, so I turned it off, and went and put it on charge, I need this to last as long as possible tomorrow, it's going to be a long slow boring trip home at the speed limit, trying to blend in with the traffic.

I lay there again, and went to sleep, a bit after midnight.