Excited to get our free breakfast at the hostel, we woke up only to find we both felt horrifically ill. Our throats felt swollen and it was virtually impossible to talk and breathe at the same time.
After sending symptoms to my mum, we were diagnosed with exhaustion and what my mum likes to call 'travellers throat'. So sadly we had to skip breakfast to get in another 2 hours of sleep, in the hopes that this would mean we'd make it out of the hostel for Mikaela's last day.
When we finally dragged ourselves out of the hostel our impression of Brisbane dropped even further - we couldn't find any cafes! Luckily, google maps came to our rescue again and found us a small cafe about 10 minutes away that could fuel us for our day of exploring Brisbane.
We got the train to Southbank, having been told by countless people that this is one of the few places worth visiting in Brisbane and they weren't wrong. Walking down streets with huge buildings, we turned the corner to find a small man-made beach/lagoon. Deciding we were too tired to question how random it was, we sunbathed for an hour or so before having lunch.
At this point we realised we both felt far too ill to explore any more, so we went back to the hostel, very glad that we had changed our minds about going to Australia zoo that day.
Once back at the hostel, we did the only thing you can do when you're half way across the world and feeling like death: we watched glee in bed.
Next came the bit I had been dreading for 2 weeks, Mikaela was leaving me to go to uni.
I'll skim over this part, but in true 'Mikaela-Rachel parting' fashion there were plenty of tears and promises of seeing each other soon.
Feeling far too emotional to deal with people, I went back to the hostel suddenly feeling a lot further away from home than I had before.
I should also probably mention at this point that I'm in a room with 6 guys and no girls. So with no female company to chat with I turned to ice cream (both for my sore throat and for the feelings) and decided to have an early night.