Brunswick Heads, New South Wales

We ventured over to Brunswick Heads after a recommendation from the 'suave' hairdresser I went to in the now uber-trendy, Bangalow, she mentioned calling it 'Bangahole' as a kid, but now it's a haven for the insta-stylish. Bang on recommendation, Brunswick Heads is what I had imagined Byron Bay to be like. It's casual, but tidy and charming with a hit of retro chic and there's even a few groovy vintage second hand shops scattered around for good measure. We ate a much needed steak at the 'Bruns' hotel, but deciding we were still hungry and found a proper classic bakery, decked out in rustic furnishings and chowed down on a lamb and rosemary pie with an enjoyable almond mylk chai latte for myself and a delicious almond mylk latte for the Shovel. Despite the bleak weather there were still plenty of people traversing the pavement or relaxing in cafes, but the atmosphere, unlike Byron Bay wasn't grungy or intense. We reminisced about what our week would have been like had we stayed in the Caravan Park here instead, until we checked out the prices... Nah to be honest we've had a fantastic week in Broken Head. It just wasn't the completely chilled vibe we were hoping for. Nevertheless there's still a few more places to visit down the coast so we'll see what else is out there.