We got up early to catch a flight and on the en-route, the horror of Sydney's miserable metro reared its ugly head once again as we ran up sub-charges such as entry fees as we made our way to the domestic airport. We checked in via a machine before making our way through security where I was apparently selected for "random" body-check though I suspect my increasingly likeness in the appearance to a Muslim terrorist due to my growing beard played a big part.

The whole process including the body check took less than twenty minutes which would never happened in an international airport and before we knew it, we were boarding the airport though I thought I saw the crew staff's eyes widening in the alarm when they saw me and my beard getting on the airplane....

We landed down and it was my best ever land-down because for once I didn't get any earache and we collected our bags and emerged out in the bright sunshine though it wasn't too hot and unbearable. We grabbed a taxi and arrived at our hostel.

We had a quick inspection where we discovered our hostel do 10 dollars meal deal to our delight. The hostel also has a big kitchen and a cinema room. The kitchen is not exactly clean but the bathrooms and our bedrooms were very tidy and comfortable.

We went outside for a spot of exploring. Our hostel is in the centre of Brisbane and Brisbane must have the most malls per a square mile than any other cities, there were practically a mall per a block! We even went in a half-finished mall! The locals are more relaxed and the atmosphere is less hectic than Sydney.

There are plenty of bars for the people to relax in and the city is extremely clean and loads of the police were on the beat on their bikes which is amusing to watch but they can fine us if we crossed a road with a red man light on!

We had our meal at ten dollars per meal bar before going food shopping- an experience which bore me a lot and made me wonder how my parents managed to not commit suicide from the sheer boredom of food shopping.

We went back to our room to discover that we had a new neighbour- A South African man who wore pin-stripes pyjamas that is hung so low that his bottom is showing and we got off to an audacious start when I tripped over his cable and his laptop went off but he smiled at us rather sinisterly that I went to my bed below him very afraid for my life....