A fairly straight forward one today; took a couple of pictures around Brisbane, a minor sunbathe occured, and then chicken sandwiches and a slice of travel journal. And that oh best beloveds, brings us up to date.
Sunday, 22 May 2011
What can I say?
Monday 16th May
A fairly straight forward one today; took a couple of pictures around Brisbane, a minor sunbathe occured, and then chicken sandwiches and a slice of travel journal. And that oh best beloveds, brings us up to date.
A fairly straight forward one today; took a couple of pictures around Brisbane, a minor sunbathe occured, and then chicken sandwiches and a slice of travel journal. And that oh best beloveds, brings us up to date.
Bris-bane of my existence
Sunday 15th May
Ben dropped us off at the train station around lunch and we made our way into Brisbane, arriving around 130pm. For some reason, when we arrived, I decided that I would be able to navigate our way to the hostel using only the memory of what i'd seen on google maps and the position of the sun - WRONG! Despite getting thoroughly lost, we had a good laugh as I was given 15 minutes to find the place, so it was a race against the clock; kind of like our very own version of The Amazing Race. Eventually we actually looked at the map and found our way to Woodduck Backpackers. The hostel is nice, if a little simple. Brisbane on the other hand is duller than scuffed dirt; We went into town to meet a guy we had met in the hostel in surfers paradise, and headed to a few bars, all of which were frequented by maybe six people. In light of this we decided to call it a night and arranged to meet a couple of days later as we were all on the same tour to Fraser Island.
Ben dropped us off at the train station around lunch and we made our way into Brisbane, arriving around 130pm. For some reason, when we arrived, I decided that I would be able to navigate our way to the hostel using only the memory of what i'd seen on google maps and the position of the sun - WRONG! Despite getting thoroughly lost, we had a good laugh as I was given 15 minutes to find the place, so it was a race against the clock; kind of like our very own version of The Amazing Race. Eventually we actually looked at the map and found our way to Woodduck Backpackers. The hostel is nice, if a little simple. Brisbane on the other hand is duller than scuffed dirt; We went into town to meet a guy we had met in the hostel in surfers paradise, and headed to a few bars, all of which were frequented by maybe six people. In light of this we decided to call it a night and arranged to meet a couple of days later as we were all on the same tour to Fraser Island.
Coomera is where it's at-lantic salmon
Friday 13th/14th May
Good old uncle Ben opened up the doors to his abode to Daniel and me for two nights, which was absolutely brill. We slept in real, actual, people beds and ate proper, homemade, people food; Atlantic salmon on the first night and ham and pea soup on the second. We also watched all of the Indiana Jones films (I'm not including the fourth one in this but, come on, who would?) and Ben a I enjoyed a lot of witty back and forth.
Good old uncle Ben opened up the doors to his abode to Daniel and me for two nights, which was absolutely brill. We slept in real, actual, people beds and ate proper, homemade, people food; Atlantic salmon on the first night and ham and pea soup on the second. We also watched all of the Indiana Jones films (I'm not including the fourth one in this but, come on, who would?) and Ben a I enjoyed a lot of witty back and forth.
A day with the Danish
Thursday 12th May
Today Daniel and I were to be heading down to Coolongatta for the day and night, before heading back up to Coomera for a couple of nights with my Uncle Ben. Unfortunately it turned out we were far to lazy to manage that, and we ended up staying in Surfers' Paradise for another day and went to visit the Currumbin wildlife sanctuary. I think we went to the sanctuary a little bit late as most of the animals seemed to be asleep out of sight, but we did get to feed the kangaroos and wallabees, have a picture with a baby crocodile and watch some aboriginal dancing, so the day was still a success.
Today Daniel and I were to be heading down to Coolongatta for the day and night, before heading back up to Coomera for a couple of nights with my Uncle Ben. Unfortunately it turned out we were far to lazy to manage that, and we ended up staying in Surfers' Paradise for another day and went to visit the Currumbin wildlife sanctuary. I think we went to the sanctuary a little bit late as most of the animals seemed to be asleep out of sight, but we did get to feed the kangaroos and wallabees, have a picture with a baby crocodile and watch some aboriginal dancing, so the day was still a success.
Brief but memorable
Wednesday 11th May
Much of the same yet again really, beach action followed by lunch. In the evening we all decided to repeat what had been a winning formula, and head down to the beach with some goon. There were a few more of us this evening; instead of the 5 we had the previous evening, we were a group of 9, and as such decided to buy 4 boxes of goon (that's around 18 litres of wine). We all played the newly created drinking game; "Fuck, Paper, Scissors." We had a hilarious time on the beach and then headed into town, which was less fun but still a good time was had.
Much of the same yet again really, beach action followed by lunch. In the evening we all decided to repeat what had been a winning formula, and head down to the beach with some goon. There were a few more of us this evening; instead of the 5 we had the previous evening, we were a group of 9, and as such decided to buy 4 boxes of goon (that's around 18 litres of wine). We all played the newly created drinking game; "Fuck, Paper, Scissors." We had a hilarious time on the beach and then headed into town, which was less fun but still a good time was had.
Beach boys and beach bums
Tuesday 10th May
After convincing John to join me in a quick jump in the pool, which was absolutely freezing, but also the best way to cure a hangover I have ever known, it was time for a nice healthy breakfast of fried egg and avaocado on toast. Then where else to go but the beach? We had a another little sunbathe and a general chill before heading back to the hostel, via woolworths to pick up a roast chook and some laughing cow, and huge chicken and stuffing sandwiches while everyone else at the hostel enjoyed their 2 minute noodles. There was another hostel event set for the evening, with everyone heading to a bar named The Beer Garden, so we decided to get some drinks before heading down with the rest of the hostel. Unfortunately you weren't allowed to bring your own alcohol into the hostel because tehy had their own licensed bar, so we got around that by buying some goon and drinking it on the beach - Classy! While on the beach we decided to play some drinking games, the only problem being that we didn't have any cards or dice - problem! So a new drinking game was created, borne of the hearts and minds of the people. We called it "Fuck, paper, scissors."Daniel, James (The Californian), Ashton, Emmy and I headed back to the hostel after that to meet up with everyone before going to the beer garden. It was a pretty cool club, with a massive dancefloor, and we ended up dancing the night away (Even James who had recently broken his ankle - oops!). The results were huge amounts of very stupid photos being taken and much fun had by all.
After convincing John to join me in a quick jump in the pool, which was absolutely freezing, but also the best way to cure a hangover I have ever known, it was time for a nice healthy breakfast of fried egg and avaocado on toast. Then where else to go but the beach? We had a another little sunbathe and a general chill before heading back to the hostel, via woolworths to pick up a roast chook and some laughing cow, and huge chicken and stuffing sandwiches while everyone else at the hostel enjoyed their 2 minute noodles. There was another hostel event set for the evening, with everyone heading to a bar named The Beer Garden, so we decided to get some drinks before heading down with the rest of the hostel. Unfortunately you weren't allowed to bring your own alcohol into the hostel because tehy had their own licensed bar, so we got around that by buying some goon and drinking it on the beach - Classy! While on the beach we decided to play some drinking games, the only problem being that we didn't have any cards or dice - problem! So a new drinking game was created, borne of the hearts and minds of the people. We called it "Fuck, paper, scissors."Daniel, James (The Californian), Ashton, Emmy and I headed back to the hostel after that to meet up with everyone before going to the beer garden. It was a pretty cool club, with a massive dancefloor, and we ended up dancing the night away (Even James who had recently broken his ankle - oops!). The results were huge amounts of very stupid photos being taken and much fun had by all.
Inactivity breeds in a nest built of lethargy
Monday 9th May
I got up late again today, a definite pattern that has been emerging over this trip, and enjoyed a late breakfast before hopping on the coach to Surfers Paradise. There was a big old gang of us leaving for Surfers on the same bus; Florence and her friend Maeva, Daniel, who I met in Port macquarie, Henri, a French guy from the hostel in Newcastle and 3 girls from England who just called me 'Cambridge'. I managed to sway public opinion so that we all ended up heading to the same hostel as well, so we ended up descending on Backpackers in Paradise en masse. I met a great bunch of people in my room, there were two Canadian sisters, an English couple who had been in Byron Bay, John, who was my roommate in Byron bay but had left the day before me and an English girl called Emmy. We went to the beach for the day (what a surpirse) and then in evening played drinking games. Most of the group were going out into town on the hostels pub crawl, but I decided to stay at the hostel and have a recovery night, so Instead Florence and I watched a movie and grabbed a relatively early night.
I got up late again today, a definite pattern that has been emerging over this trip, and enjoyed a late breakfast before hopping on the coach to Surfers Paradise. There was a big old gang of us leaving for Surfers on the same bus; Florence and her friend Maeva, Daniel, who I met in Port macquarie, Henri, a French guy from the hostel in Newcastle and 3 girls from England who just called me 'Cambridge'. I managed to sway public opinion so that we all ended up heading to the same hostel as well, so we ended up descending on Backpackers in Paradise en masse. I met a great bunch of people in my room, there were two Canadian sisters, an English couple who had been in Byron Bay, John, who was my roommate in Byron bay but had left the day before me and an English girl called Emmy. We went to the beach for the day (what a surpirse) and then in evening played drinking games. Most of the group were going out into town on the hostels pub crawl, but I decided to stay at the hostel and have a recovery night, so Instead Florence and I watched a movie and grabbed a relatively early night.
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