Hit Brisbane in the early hours and watched the mighty reds draw 1-1 with the evil Scumchester United in the casino, don`t think the locals quite knew what was going on as they were playing roulette while I was screaming insanely at the TV...
There was only one real reason for coming to Brisbane, and that was the famous Lone Pine Sanctuary, where you can get your photo cuddling a koala. Spent a day at the sanctuary feeding kangaroos and had a photo with a baby koala, also saw vicious little tasmaninan devils, and big fat wombats.
Rest of the time in Brisbane was spent wandering around the city and sunbathing. Found the place a little remeniscant of Adelaide, i.e fairly quiet, and ran out of things to do after a few days. However the hostel, the `Backpacker resort` was the best of any I stayed in during my year away - en suite bathrooms, cable TV, swimming pool, sauna, jaccuzzi, free BBQs, cinema nights on a big screen, and also came complete with a red back spider hanging over the toilets, the first deadly creature I`d seen during my time in Oz.
For a tee totaller, spent a highly non - entertaining day doing a tour of a brewery with some birds from the hostel - at the end of the tour was a free bar, so gave away my vouchers for free beers to my new friends, who could barely walk home afterwards.
Glad I visited, but Brisbane wouldn`t be on my list of places to repeat.