A Fun Weekend in Brisbane | The Travel Diaries

You may remember in my last post I said it was Jack's birthday on Monday just gone. We went into Toowoomba to try and have a nice meal for his birthday but everything was shut so instead we decided we'd go and watch the Wallabies first test match against France at Suncorp Stadium. As such we made a little trip back to Brisbane, or Brissy (as we've annoyingly picked up the Australian habit of shortening every word possible).

I really like Brisbane. It's a nice city, good shops, bars and restaurants but with areas like South Bank it means you don't always feel surrounded by the business of a city. It's a good thing.

So Jack and I did the four hour trip back to Brissy on Saturday morning with the accompaniment of a 2 litre bottle of Solo - the best fizzy lemon drink known to man but apparently not available in the UK, and a packet of salted Smith's aka Walkers ready salted. It's a long, pretty boring drive as Austalian roads a just very long and straight with a not a whole lot going on around. The most exciting part of the drive is a very steep hill coming out of Toowoomba headed to Brisbane and the views from there are pretty good.

Connor cooked us sausage sandwiches and luke warm beans on arrival which was lovely of him as we've found out Connor's cooking skills can be a bit hit and miss but this time I'd say they were a bit. Much to Jacks disapproval I dragged him to a shopping centre to buy new jeans as the only pair I bought with me are covered in horse gait due to spending most of the last week washing dishier raj from a horses rear end. After the debarcle of hunting for a decent pair of womens jeans and having a wee hissy fit because I couldn't find any I liked (I found some don't worry) we could actually start the weekend.

The rugby was really good at the stadium and atmosphere was amazing. It was my first time watching a rugby game not stood on the side line at our local rugby club so it was a new, but very enjoyable, experience for me. Jack's pretty adapted to the whole going to a live rugby match thing and has the getting through the crowds element down to a fine art so I was happy to follow and take it all in. A good game of rugby is definitely a good way to start a good night.

Of course we met with Connor and Laura after the game for drinks. No they're not alcoholics. And of course, as it was Jack's birthday on Monday a couple of drinks turned into a few drinks and a few drinks turned into a lot of drinks and by 2am we were in an all night pancake house Jack ploughing through steak and chips, Connor with a chicken burger and me and Laura on blueberry waffles/pancakes. The hour walk back from the city to Connors flat was not an enjoyable one despite being full up on amazing pancakes.

Sunday was just a chill/ driving day. Macca's for lunch (there's that annoying shortening habit again), the weekly food shop and then that four hour long drive back, but this time accompanied by chocolate and banana milkshakes, Starburst fruit gums and supreme cheese Doritos. 

So now back to reality. Farm work again this morning. Last night we did nothing but chat with Steve and Yo, skype my family and Jack went out shooting. So overall a pretty eventful weekend.