Ballina Airport

Been here 2 times now :)
Nice and simple airport, plenty of seating for when it gets busy, cosy café with great treats, food and drinks :). I got a toasted Pear and Raspberry bread :), was fantastic tasting :)!! I love anything to do with pear, and its so hard to find treats with pear so i always grab it when i see it haha !!
Also had the old favorite ham and cheese croissant which was standardly tasty :)!!
Café staff and airport staff are very friendly and same goes with the Ballina community and surrounding suburbs:), Something Sydney once had in the old days but isnt so common anymore.
Hope this airport stays the perfect way it is for many more years to come :)!!

Ballina airport is as simple as the town is itself. No frills but with all the basic amenities so don’t go expecting to pick up last minute souvenirs or any fancy flight lounges to relax in. There are a few humble couches to relax on but for the most part it’s hard plastic seating.
There’s the Horizon’s café which offers all your usual café fare, hot chips, burgers, packet chips, some fruit, muffins bars, drinks. So if you’re after a meal maybe pick something up in town before you head there.
There’s no real downside to any of this, it’s an experience of small towns and one to embrace, you even get to walk onto your plane which sorta makes you feel like a celebrity… Just use your imagination!

As the gateway for universally-​known and –acclaimed Byron Bay, hippy capital of the solar system and bong-​smoking backpacker mecca, you kind of expect Ballina Airport to be something more than it is. But it’s not, and it’s great.
It’s like landing out in the country somewhere, rather than one of Australia’s best known getaway spots. There’s tarmac, and a modest one-​story tin-​roofed building that looks like the unfashionable congregation hall of some kind of Presbyterian church. The café is tiny and there are a cluster 3 Hawaiian shirt-​wearing minibus operators joking around in the corner. You look around wondering if you’re at the wrong spot. Orange, maybe. Or Dubbo.
You walk out in the sun, blink, look back at the poky terminal (it barely justifies the word) then smile and head for Byron.
Ballina: no ego, and keeping it real.