Jeg er stadig i Brisbane og bor stadig hos Bruce og Chris. De er super herlige og forlanger intet. Hjaelper til her og der, og giver lidt til mad, saa billigere blir det vist ikke.

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Den 9. om morgenen hentede drengene (Dan og Jon) bilen, og jeg fik mine ting ud, og de koerte videre. Jeg gik rundt og kiggede butikker lidt, inden jeg tog toget til Wilston, godt pakket op med baade backpack, haandtaske, bodyboard og en vingave til Bruce og Chris. Godt nok varmt at slaebe rundt paa alt det i ca. 30graders varme! Fandt fifth ave. og det var super at se McPhersons igen. De er de samme hyggelige, soede mennesker som for to aar siden.

Den 10. lavede jeg stort set ikk andet end at surfe nettet for biler. Roevsygt men noedvendig.

Den 11. moedtes jeg med et fransk par, der havde en Ford Falcon til salg for $3800. (I stedet for at tage gaaturen paa 10min, gik jeg den forkerte vej, og endte med en omvej der var paa 50min - igen i 30graders varme - saadan!) Bilen var dog alt for slidt og rusten og indeholdt knap nok noget backpackerudstyr - saa tilboed $2900, hvilket jeg nok knap ville have givet. Tog toget til byen og besoegte hostels, hvor jeg kiggede annoncer paa biler. Intet interessant.

Den 12. stod jeg op kl.4.30 for at ku koere med Bruce kl.5.30. Han arbejder naer Surfers Paradise, og jeg skulle ned og kigge paa et par biler, jeg havde set over nettet (vi koerte paa motorcykel derned - wee!). Den foerste forhandler (som i oevrigt tog en krig for mig at finde, da jeg igen tog den forkerte bus) havde solgt den bil, jeg ville have kigget paa. Saa ringede en anden gut mig op. Greg, som havde en Holden Commodore (viste sig at vaere en Toyota Lexcen, men er ca. det samme) til salg. Den havde registrering og var paa vej til syn. Saa jeg tog med til syn. Bilen er ganske udemaerket. Ingen skoenhed og den har da lidt ridser og buler og traenger til en kaerlig haand, men ellers fin og har kun koert 185.000km (frem for de fleste backpackerbiler der har 200-300.000 paa bagen). Grundet bank regler, maatte jeg haeve over to dage, og foerst den 13. ku jeg hente bilen.

Den 13. koerte jeg saa med toget til Ashmore for at moedes med Greg igen. Han er nu noget af en karakter - guldringe paa fingrene, guldkaeder, oerenringe, og lille bodybuildertype. Greg var ved mekanikeren, som vi dagen forinden havde vaeret hos for at goere min bil roadworthy. Da det var fredag, og Greg aabenbart havde haft en haard uge, skulle der self. en fyraftensbajer ned - bestaaende af 3 cola og whisky drinks. Jeg takkede paent nej til at starte med, men da den ene tog den anden, sagde jeg ja tak til en enkelt, og fik da en hyggelig snak med the crew, som var ca. lige saa maerkvaerdige som Greg. Grundet mandens promille, maatte jeg koere ham hjem til konen, hvor min bil ogsaa var, og alt papir skulle udfyldes. Kom endelig hjem til Brisbane omkring kl.20. Bilen koerte super, men man skal liii vaenne sig til at koere i den forkerte side. Saa jeg er nu den stolte ejer...eller ihvert fald, ejer af en bil.

I dag stod jeg ogsaa forholdsvis tidlig op, da jeg skulle til Mooloolaba (ca.80km fra Brisbane) for at komme paa whale watching. Australia Zoo's 'Steve's Whale One' tog os til soes. Saa dog ingen hvaler, da det er allersidste dag i saesonen. Kun delfiner, men de var da ogsaa meget soede, Kom hjem ved en 16tiden og begyndte at goere hus rent. Har koert Ling (en kinesisk elev, der ogsaa bor her) til universitetet i aften, da han skulle til computerparty. Brugte igen GPS'en. I ved hvordan saadan en GPS gerne er ca. 30m. bagud, naar man koerer? Det blev liii spaendende nok, da der var to veje rigtig taet paa hinanden. Jeg tog anden vej, og fandt hurtigt ud af, jeg var koert forkert. Finder man let ud af, naar der pludselig er modkoerende trafik! Slap dog med skraekken og et par forbandelser over GPS'en.

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I'm still in Brisbane and still living with bruce and Chris. They are awesome and dont ask of anything. I help a bit here and there and give a little money for food, so it doesn't really get any cheaper.

An update since last time:

The 9th in the morning Dan and Jon got the car, and I got my stuff out of it, as I was staying and they were moving on. I walked around for a bit, looking at shops, before I got on the train going to Wilston. Packed up with my backpack, purse, bodyboard and a winegift for the McPhersons I walked in the 85degree hot sun. Pretty warm and damn heavy! Found Fifth ave. and it was so nice to see the McPhersons again. They are the same very nice people I met two years ago.

The 10th I didn't really do anything besides surfing the net for the cars. Boring as hell, but necessary.

On the 11th I met with a French couple that had a Ford Falcon up for sale for $3800. (Instead of just walking the 10min. the actual walk was, I went the wrong way and ended up hiking for 50min - again, in 85degree weather). The car was too rusty and worn out, and it had hardly any backpacker equipment in it, so I offered them $2900, which was probably more than I would have given anyways. After that, I went to some hostels to check out adds, but nothing interesting.

The 12th I was up at 4.30 to get ready to go with Bruce at 5.30. He works near Surfers Paradise, and I was going there to check out a few cars I had looked at over the net. (We drove his bike down there! Wee!) The first dealer (who, by the way, took me forever to get to, because I once again went on the wrong bus) had already sold the car I was interested in. Then Greg called me up - this other dealer, who had a Holden Commodore (turned out to be a toyota Lexcen, but they are the same basically). He was on his way to get it through Roadworthy, so I went right along. The car is fairly good. No beauty, and she does have some scratches and dents here and there, but besides that OK and only has 110.000miles on it. I had to withdraw money over two days, so I couldnt bring it home with me that day.

So the 13th I took the train and a bus to Ashmore to meet with Greg once again. He is quite the character, though - golden fingerrings, gold chains around his neck, earrings, small bodybuilder type. Greg was at the mechanic, whom we had been to the day before. As it was Friday and Greg apparently had had a tough week at work, he needed an after hour drink - which ended up being 3 cokes with whisky. I had one just to keep the crew company. They were all equally funny looking. Because of the one too many drinks in his system, I had to drive Greg home to his wife, where my car was anyways. She and I did all the paperwork and could finally leave. Was back in Brissie around 8pm. The car ran just fine, but it takes a little getting used to being in the wrong side of the road. But now I'm the proud owner...or, at least owner, of a car.

Today I was fairly early up as well, as I was going to Mooloolaba, about 55miles from Brisbane. I was going whalewatching on 'Steve's Whale One'. Unfortunately we did not see any whales (last day of the saeson), but we did at least see some dolphins. They were cute too. Got home around 4pm and started cleaning the house. Around 10pm I drove Ling (a Chinese student who also lives here) to the university to a computerparty. Took the GPS. You know how the GPS is always a certain amount of yards behind you? It got just interesting enough as we had two roads really close to each other. I took the second road, but found out really fast, that I had taken the wrong one. Soon I had oncoming traffic! Realized it quick, before any harm was done, so got away with the scare and a few 'damn you!'s to the GPS.