This morning was a struggle. I hadn't packed my bag the night before (still haven't learnt) and I was tired and a bit groggy. Brilliant. We got our bags down in time for breakfast which was an achievement in itself. There were some sorry looking faces though so I dread to think what time they got in. We said our goodbyes to some who had finished their tour now and got back on the coach to head down to Byron Bay. Except Claudia. Claudia (the Canadian hoe bag) had ...