It wasn't one specific thing that you did, It wasn't one specific thing that you said

I've just got in from my bike ride down the river. The weather was fantastic, hot and sunny and a lovely cool breeze was blowing down the river. I biked for 3 hours or so and then, after grabbing a chicken kebab for lunch (it had too much chilli sauce on, and I had to pay for garlic yoghurt!), caught the 'Citycat' boat back down the river and dropped off my bike.On my way down the river, I made a friend.

Somehow it escaped the mind of the bike hire store owner to record the start time I hired the bike, so after having the bike for just over 4 hours, I only paid for 3. "Sweet", I thought.

On my return to the hostel I stopped off in a barbers for a long overdue hair cut, and basically asked him to make it less mop-like. I could have sworn this guy was drunk, but anyway, he cut my hair, and rather amusingly cut my hair completely, except for a mullet type arrangement at the back! For a split second I witnessed how ridiculous I would look with this hair style, it looked pretty stupid, and to think some boys actually think this looks cool over here in Australia ?

Weirdos.

That evening I went bowling with some guys from my room and their mates. It was cheapskate Tuesday, so how could I resist, cheaper bowling and free popcorn! I won, which was nice. It got me some more popcorn anyway.

The next day I planned to get the bus to Brisbane Forest Park to go on a walk and enjoy the scenery. Again, it was a lovely day, and unfortunately I drastically underestimated the time it would take to get to the bus station, so I had to sprint the length of Queen Street Mall, and, upon arriving at the bus station stood there in a confused, hot and sticky state trying to figure out which side of the road to be on. Fortunately, I changed sides and the bus arrived just on time.

I did a 5km or so walk, and it took about 3.5 hours! I was dordling, to say the least. One reason for this delay was the fact that shortly into my walk, I spotted a tree snake climbing up the foliage of some nearby branches. I took my eyes off it for a split second to get closer, and subsequently spent the next hour looking for it again. I eventually found it, but it was too far to photograph, and I couldn't be sure it wasn't a vine, even through the binoculars. It was great to see it anyway because snakes are usually very hard to see. I definitely heard some other snakes rustling along the dry leaves, but couldn't see them, unfortunately.


The walk was around this reservoir, and was a haven for birdlife. I saw lots of birds, which I photographed and will identify now I've bought myself a more in depth, yet concise, bird guide to A-U-S-T-R-A-L-I-A!