I woke up at 7am and got me some wi-fi straight away and FaceTime mum and dad. My feet feel a little bit better today. It's cloudy again with a spot of rain here and there. I spot a couple of big weird spiders in the bushes behind the seating area/decking at the hostel. There is a lovely view from here. I get myself some cereal and milk from a local supermarket. I have seen about 4 or 5 other people wearing football shirts in Australia, all Liverpool. After I've had breakfast I decide to wander around the city centre today.

The city is pretty mega. Lots to see and do. I walked over the Brisbane bridge which has great views of the city skyline from. I went to an art gallery. Didn't spend too long looking at the majority of paintings but was especially interested in the aboriginal stuff and the work of Eugene Von Guerard. Then I went into a cultural museum/centre where there were interesting exhibits of Australia's weird and wonderful animals. I spot the spider which is at the hostel, it's a Golden Orb Spider. The amount of spiders and bugs and general critters on display is amazing. The animals here are so much bigger and hairier than in England.

I go back over the bridge and look in an Australian gift shop. There's back scratchers made from kangaroos arms and claws and my favourite thing in there was a bottle opener made from kangaroo scrotum. Brilliant. I bought myself some kangaroo jerky and croc jerky! Can't wait to tuck in to them. There are lots of bars and eating places in the middle of the street under canopies which is quite nice. Expensive though I notice. One of them is playing Derby v Leicester on a TV. Obviously it's a repeat as its the middle of the night in England. As I'm walking through Brisbane (wearing a Newcastle shirt) a man approaches me and says, "Demba Ba! We should have signed him." He was a Stoke fan with eyes pointing in different directions which always makes me feel awkward as I never know which eye to look at it.

It has been raining pretty much all day. Adam says its the worst weather in the last 2 days than he's seen over here in 3 months. I must have brought the English weather with me. As I'm writing this the golden orb spider is behind me and it's raining quite hard. The spider hasn't moved from the middle of its web though. I could probably throw a brick at it and it wouldn't move. Well it would, to throw the brick back at me. With the weather being so horrible it gives me a chance to book a bus to Surfers paradise for Sunday, catch up on Instagram, news, upload photos to Facebook and find out if my new 8 legged friend is likely to kill me or not.

Earlier in town I had spotted a top techno DJ (Audio Injection) on a flyer, playing in fortitude valley tonight so this could be quite a good night. I watch a couple of comedy films in the movie room with Adam, Jules and a Dutch guy and have a couple of drinks with them. It's hard to hear the films as the rain is so loud. It almosts put me off going out but I decide to run there at 11pm. Asking for directions a couple times on the way, 2 miles and about 30 minutes later I find the club. Absolutely drenched. They have techno outside in a courtyard at first but that ends at 1am. I have to endure 2 hours of god awful dubstep and drum & bass before Audio Injection comes on with his stinking techno. I spend the 2 hours sat on some couches at the back. I also kill time by taking a massive poo upstairs. During which I can't tell whether the noises are coming from my ass or the speakers. I know the heavy bass through the floor was certainly helping to speed the bowel movement up. One of the bartenders was spilling spirits all over his hands when he poured drinks then using it as hair gel to keep his hair out of his eyes. Brilliant. His head must have stunk. He was probably getting drunk off the fumes emanating from his mullet. It doesn't take long till I make some friends at the back of the club. There's about 5 or 6 of them. All locals. One of the guys is clearly off his nog on ecstasy. He spends most of the time trying to look at the back of his head whilst pushing his body through the sofa. He asks me if I want some pills. What to join you in becoming one with the sofa and lose control of my eye balls? No thanks mate. Audio injection finally comes on and it's a sudden change from toilet noises into heavy techno. Finally I can have a stomp. He made the wait worth while. It was a brilliant set. I go back to one of the lads houses afterwards and spend most of the time showing him how to edit photos. He lives about 40/50 levels up, with a balcony overlooking the entire northern part of Brisbane. It's a fantastic view and he has some good camera equipment. We all eventually fall asleep whilst listening to one of my DJ mixes off my iPhone.