People I met while travelling alone in Australia

In Brisbane I met Donna. Born in New Zealand (if I remember well), 27 years old, with a tattoo on her back saying ‘freedom’ in Latin.
She has been incredibly helpful. I met her as soon as I got at the hostel, she was my roommate (better say that I was her roommate since she had been living at the hostel for a few months). An hour later my arrival, we were walking around Brisbane together. She offered to take me around and there we were, walking down the main street, chatting.
After the long day around the city we went to a pub to rest our feet and get a good pint. I came out saying that I wanted to know more about aboriginal people. She kept silent and took a book out of her bag. It was all about the Aboriginals. It turned out that she was studying sociology and anthropology in Sydney! What followed was a good discussion where I was asking her all sorts of things on Aboriginal people and she was trying to feed my curiosity.

On the bus from Brisbane to Byron Bay I met Christine from Switzerland. 38 years old, red long hair, blue eyes, freckles all over her face and body. She was an interesting woman. She made the 6 hours bus drive till Byron Bay a really nice journey.
And then Manuel crossed my way. Another Swiss, very young (20 years old). Young was his tanned body and young was his way of approaching the female sex. He was funny and I had good laughs with him. One morning we got up early and went for a walk along the beach. With my camera he took a picture of his feet on the sand: that’s the only picture that I have of him.

And then Frederik and Ron came along. The first one from Denmark, the second from Holland. Both were in their early twenties, curly hair, tanned body and well defined muscles. We had a really good night out with lots of glasses of Byron Ale.
We went back to the hostel around 2am. The time of a cigarette and both of them were flirting with me. Well, let’s say that they started flirting with me right at the beginning of the night, but once back at the hostel they did their best! I never had such fun. They were so predictable and so sweet at the same time. One paid compliments to my lips, the other one to my feet and my legs. We talked a lot and had a good time. Then, with their great disappointment I went to bed. I said “Sorry, guys no threesome tonight!”. They answered me back with a laugh.

Once in Newcastle I met Lee, better said, he met me. 34 years old, 100% Aussie, he just moved to Newcastle from Sidney. Long curly grey hair, just enrolled to Uni, where he will be studying Psychology.
We were both strolling along the coast under a very hot sun. After an hour of walking and chatting, he invited me to his place for a drink and then with his car we went to a wildlife park. I finally saw koalas, kangaroos and emus! Lee had been working for an environmental agency for almost 10 years and could tell me a lot about the animals in the park. Koalas are stoned most of the time. The leaves of the gum tree contain a small amount of opiates. That’s why koalas are so slow and they seem sleepy all the time. Kangaroos instead can become really violent. With their big legs they can rip off the body of an animal or human being.
We walked around the park, talked about politics, Aboriginal people and our lives.
He then drove me half way back to the hostel and we said goodbye. An unexpected encounter followed by a very interesting afternoon.