Around The World In 80 Waves

I spend the night at a camp site close to Cronulla, keen to get in the water here in the morning because it is the home break of Mark Occhilupo, a former world champion surfer, whose career I have always followed.

However the waves are a bit naff when I get there and I am bored of dribbly surf and can’t be bothered to go in here today. I have had too much of it of late, and will have another chance to surf this break later on my trip because it is so close to Sydney.

Instead I head straight back to Adam and Rossana’s place so that I can start packing my bags for the next leg of my travels.

I think I can use the opportunity to pack up some more things to send home, but am staggered at how much there is after living in the van for the last month and a half.

I don’t have time to post my parcel mountain but am dreading the bill when I get around to it after visiting Indonesia and Fiji. I can’t even lift all of it!