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Published: April 15th 2006
"We have free surfing lessons leaving in about 10 minutes" I was told as I checked in after my 11 hour sleep free coach journey. "Great, I'll go" was my foolish and short sighted response.
We arrived at the beach and I saw that my surfboard (it may actually have been an ironing board) was somewhat short and anorexic. Sure enough, when I eventually got on and started paddling out I found it almost impossible to get the board so that I could lie on it without having my nose and mouth underwater. Laying where the instructor told me to I had the front of the board underwater... when I moved back the tail of the board was deep in the water. All the confidence gained in Byron was lost in the space of 5 minutes. I repeatedly failed to catch waves, and ended up being thrown around in the waves like a ragdoll. And all I really wanted to do was sleep.
After the hellish surf school was over I decided to dry out by taking a walk around Newcastle - all along the waterfront through the dockside developments, lighthouse and famous surf beaches that this pleasant city
has to offer. I really enjoyed the stroll around Newcastle - it wasnt filled to the brim with backpackers like a lot of the east coast, yet it still has a hell of a lot to offer.
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