Thankfully, it was time to move on today. I killed time until my bus came by updating my website and playing more 1945 Plus. My mad skilz impressed a watching kid. A quick two hour ride and I was in Brisbane, capital of Queensland. I wandered to the Queen Street pedestrian mall in the CBD (Central Business District), in search of food, but the place was dead. Sunday night, I guess. The hostel I'm staying at, the YHA, is dead too. There seem to be a large number of elderly people and screaming babies staying there. I picked it because it's a "non-party" hostel, but if this is the alternative...