Never stay in the Mercantile Hotel on a Friday night. Great location, but at 4am on a Saturday they begin to set up the Rocks tourist market which mostly consists of a few hours of hammering metal poles into the ground. In spite of this early wake up call we rose and packed at 8am, before a spot of breakfast and out for a wander around the opera house in the now glorious sunshine.
We then headed to the airport and grabbed a McDonalds and Krispy Kreme – which was so lame that we won’t bother again, even though the Harrods bought ones were amazing! It was then a 75 minute flight to Brisbane and a short train ride into town (the stops were announced in the wrong order, but we worked it out). A fairly long and hot walked found us at the Kookaburra Inn where we checked in before heading back into town and having a chemical tasting Slurpee – ick.
We found an internet cafe to get our friend’s details and managed to give her a call to arrange collection tomorrow and then took a walk around the botanic gardens and along the Mangrove Wlak. We took the Goodwill Bridge over to a cluster of restaurants on the south bank where we settled on the Lebanese restaurant recommended by our hostel. The location was lovely, but the food was very average – a mixed meat platter and a disappointing burger.
We followed the pretty south bank along before crossing over to the north side before returning to our hostel and bed.
