monday

Awake at 4am to say goodbye as the Korean girl vanishes off into New South Wales; I sleep until 0800 or so then down to the bus stop to head to Brisbane (via Toowoomba). Around 1700, an hour or so outside of Brisbane a panicked radio controlled demands our bus stop immediately and unload all passengers - there's a brisbane wide transport bomb scare and it seems that suddenly our bus has been included in it. So out into some random australian town we pile, hoping that our bus will not explode. This is all a novelty for the Australians on the bus. I cough politely and mumble something about living in England in the late 20th century.
Finally though we make it to brisbane. The bus station has little blue "backpackers this way" signs. I go this way and end up in a little pickup spot where minibuses pick up backpackers to hostels. There's only one hostel's bus there - I get on and am wisked out to the West End where they accomodate me (after much humming and haaaing at the reception desk, they realise I am travelling alone and don't give a shit how many people are in the same dorm as me).
So here I am in Brisbane.