I now remember why I don't drink Breda back home... Worst hangover ever! Holy hell I felt bad! Didn't get out of bed till about midday and just felt terrible. I managed to sort an internal flight out to Brisbane a few days later and them just sat about a bit feeling sorry for myself, the weather was looking ok so we set off for the day to check out luna park! We walked all the way to the harbour, all the way over the bridge and then a little further to Luna park which was this cool old school fun fair place, reminded me of bio shock a little (nerdgasm) we milled about here for the day until we started losing a bit of light so we started the journey back, again getting groceries on route and getting back just as a bit of rain started! We cooked dinner together again and then played a little bit of cards before crashing out in front of the tele and watching Hell's Kitchen and other cheesy tv programmes, super tired though so called it a night and made myself cozy in bed!