Long thought of as Byron's quiet little sibling, Brunswick Heads (or 'Bruns') has come into its own. The town's neat grid of streets have an almost unfairly fine selection of cafes, restaurants and shops. It's increasingly and obviously affluent, too, though its hippy heart remains with clinics offering reiki and other healing modalities, and bulk crystals for sale at the markets.
A beautiful, long surf beach and a tiny sheltered river cove are separated from the town by the wide and clear Brunswick River, crossed via a sturdy, weathered footbridge. It's a place where you still get the best of both worlds: a relaxed, archetypal Australian beach holiday of sunburn and seafood, but one that also has you eating and drinking at least as well as you would in a big city.