Craziness in Nimbin

Yesterday on the way to Byron bay we stopped for a night in Nimbin. The town of Nimbin is known for still being in the 70's and has the feel of a commune somewhat apart from the rest of the country and the gov't. we all thought this would be a great experience and be able to sample some of the local flavor that is a much different atmosphere than anywhere else in oz. our decision to go to nimbi was quickly shown to be a stupid one when we were woken up at 3 am by a local who was on some sorts of drugs and tried to force us out of our cars. He had a knife and was telling the euros they had 5 seconds to get out of the car or he would stab them in the head and light the car on fire. A very scary situation especially because of the the fact that the police force on Nimbin is almost obsolete. We quickly gathered our things and get the hell out of town and slept on the outskirts off of the highway. We went back this morning to report a complaint with one of the only two police officers in town and made our way to Byron bay which is where we are now. This town looks great especially since one of the best waves in oz is out front. Brock and I are having a great time traveling together and I am loving all of the in-depth convos that we have while driving and they are definitely great ways to make me think about things in life and how much I appreciate things.