So Canberra was nice and all, but if you ask any Australian, they'll agree that, besides being frickin' cold, Canberra can get pretty dull pretty fast.
Today, I got to escape the frigid capital and go to balmy Brisbane, which is 2 hours north of Sydney.
But before that, we visited the National Sound and Film Archives, which is chock full of INXS, Mel Gibson, Kylie Minogue and really, funny commercials involving stuff like ants, ant-eaters, and "No Holes" underwear.
Anyway, the flight to Brisbane, with two of my Queensland cohorts, was smooth and uneventful. My main concern for that evening, besides finding my house, was finding a pub to watch the US vs. Italy World Cup match. At 4 am, I woke up only to find that the reception in my Dutton Park house for the TV channel that the World Cup was on was completely useless. I dragged myself down to the corner pub, only to find them closed. I wandered around the suburbs until I crossed the river and found myself in downtown Brisbane, where there were plenty of pubs that had been open – but with the game already over. Regardless, it was a beautiful walk along the scenic banks of the Brisbane river, and I got my bearings quite well. Ultimately, I would watch a replay of the game, where the US team survived a referee on crack and two red cards and drew mighty Italy 1-1.
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So you still alive? Is this one of those blogs where people post for the first few days then they get bored and never post again. :)
Hope Brisbane is treating you well.
Carmen
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